When i was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
I'm them old cotton fields back home.
It was down in lousiana
Just about a mile from texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home.
Oh, when them cotton bolls 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.
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 lousiana
Just about a mile from texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home.
When them cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton,
In them old cotton fields back home.
It was down in lousiana,
Just about a mile from texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home.
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 lousiana
Just about a mile from texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home.
When them cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields back home.
It was down in lousiana
Just about a mile from texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home.
In them old cotton fields back home
In them old cotton fields back home

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