When I was a little bitty baby My mama would a-rock me in my cradle In them old cotton fields back home When I was a little bitty baby My mama would a-rock me in my cradle In them old, old cotton fields back home
Well, it may not sound too funny But we didn't make a-very much money In them old cotton fields back home Well, it may not sound too funny But we didn't make a-very much money In them old, old cotton fields back home
Oh when them cotton balls get a-rotten You couldn't pick a-very much cotton In them old cotton fields back home I was down in Louisiana 'Round about a mile from Texarkana In them old, old cotton fields back home
I was down in Arkansas People said "What did you come here for?" From them old, old cotton fields back home I was down in Arkansas People said "What did you come here for?" From them old, old cotton fields back home
Oh when them cotton balls get a-rotten You couldn't pick a-very much cotton In them old cotton fields back home I was down in Louisiana 'Round about a mile from Texarkana In them old, old cotton fields back home
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