Well Bo Evil and the Little Black Bug
come from Mexico they say
They come all the way to Texas
just looking for a place to stay
Looking for a home,
just looking for a home
Well, first time I see the Bo Weaver,
he was a -standin' in the square
The next time that I see him,
he had the whole damn family there
Lookin' for a home,
just a -lookin' for a home
Well, farmer took the boll weevil
And he put him on the red -hot sand
The boll weevil said, this sure is hot
But I'll take it like a man
I'm looking for a home
This might have to be my home
Farmer took the boll weevil
And he put him on a block of ice
The boll weevil said to the farmer
He said, man, this sure is nice
This'll be my home
I'll make this my home
Mmm
If anybody asks ya
Who it was that sung the song
It was a guitar picker from
a Oklahoma city
With a pair of blue jeans on
Just looking for a home
I'm a looking for a home
Keep on a looking for a home, alright
Keep a looking for a home
I'm looking high and low for a home
Gotta pick me a home
I've been everywhere that
you can roam
Looking, looking, looking for a home