On a pink sky misty morning back in 1994
We met down by the river where the mountain flowers grow
Then the clouds they started rolling, cast a shadow on the road
And there he stood before us, a man that no one knows

If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eyed Joe
I'd been married a long time ago
Where did you come from? Where did you go?
Where did you come from, Cotton-Eyed Joe?
You left me alone with nowhere to go
Spent my life trying to bring her back home
Where did you come from? Where did you go?
Where did you come from, Cotton-Eyed Joe?