—Jimmie Rodgers
When its peach pickin' time in Georgia
Apple pickin' time in Tennessee
Cotton pickin' time in Mississippi
Everybody picks on me
When its roundup time in Texas
The Cowboys make Whoopee
And way down in old Alabamy
Its gal pickin' time to me
There's the bluegrass in old Kentucky
Virginia's where they do the swing
Carolina now I'm coming to you
Coming just to spend the spring
Arkansas I hear you calling
I know I'll see you soon
There is where we'll do some pickin'
Beneath that ole Ozark moon
When everybody's pickin' cotton
Thats the time I'll pick the wedding ring
We'll go to town and pick a little gown
For the wedding in the Spring
Hope the preacher knows his business
I know he can't fool me
When its peach pickin' time in Georgia
Its gal pickin' time for me
Verse:
| I | I7 | IV | I |
| V | I | II | V |
| I | I7 | IV | III7 |
| IV | I | V | I |