So here´s a story.

A couple years ago, one night, I was about to propose to my girlfriend when my roomate Joseph barged into the room out of nowhere, tripped and fell over, breaking a glass table with his face. Totally ruined the mood. Now I didn`t know Joseph that well, don`t even remmber where he was from, but let`s say I put my plans on hold to help him through his injuries.

Joseph had gotten big glass shard in his eye, making him completely blind in that eye. He was walking around with one of those cotton pads on his eye for a couple months. Thne suddenly, he disappeared, along with my girlfriend.

Apparently they`d boned during the time after his injuries and eloped together, leaving me behind without as much as a note. I tried to track them down, but never could.

in conclusion, if it hadn´t been for cotton eye Joe, I´d haven been married a long time ago. Where did you come from, where did you go ? Where did you come from, cotton eye Joe?