Cowboy Medley: Clap Your Hands and Stamp Your Feet / Cotton Fields / Rhinestone Cowboy

What I wanna say, about yesterday Was I saw you also near And I know you tried, close by my side To draw my attention dear But you understand, that I really can not get in touch with you But if you really will, if you want it still I'll tell you what you'll have to do Well clap your hands (Huma, Huma ...) And stamp your feet (Huma, Huma ...) And I'll come runnin', runnin', runnin' baby Well clap your hands (Huma, Huma ...) And stamp your feet (Huma, Huma ...) And I'll come runnin', runnin', wait and see Huma la la la-Huma la la-Huma la la la la Huma la la la-Huma la la-Huma la la la la When I was a little bitty baby My mama would rock me in the cradle In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home When them cotton balls get rotten You can't pick very much cotton In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home ... I've been walkin' these streets so long Singin' the same old song I know every crack in these dirty sidewalks of Broadway Where hustle's the name of the game And nice guys get washed away like the snow and the rain There's been a load of compromisin' On the road to my horizon But I'm gonna be where the lights are shinin' on me Like a rhinestone cowboy Ridin' out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo Like a rhinestone cowboy Gettin' cards and letters from people I don't even know And offers comin' over the phone Like a rhinestone cowboy