Cotton flannel, Cotton flannel, Cotton flannel hey,
Me I'm waiting for the day I'll go
To the country which has a pretty name

You believe me or you don't believe me,
But there is mimosa [flowers] everywhere
In the country which has a pretty name

On the knees or on the hands, on the hands maybe
On the knees or on the hands I can cross that path
Iwill go to the four winds on a white wood boat
To the country which has a pretty name
Cotton flannel, Cotton flannel, Cotton flannel hey,
Me I'm waiting for the day I'll have,
I will have my meadows and my harvests

On the knees or on the hands, on the hands maybe
On the knees or on the hands I can cross that path
This four spring old way will climb we it while singing
To manufacture our house


Cotton flannel, Cotton flannel, Cotton flannel hey,
I see us as if I were there, the sun is always right
On the knees or on the hands, on the hands maybe
On the knees or on the hands I can cross that path
You believe it or you do not believe it, Jesus does not carry any more his cross
With the country which a pretty name In the country which has a pretty name