When I was a little bitty baby, my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
When I was a little bitty baby, my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
Now 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
(In them old cotton fields back home)
When I was a little bitty baby, my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
When I was a little bitty baby, my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
Now 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
(In them old cotton fields back home)
When I was a little bitty baby, my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
When I was a little bitty baby, my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
Now 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
(In them old cotton fields back home)
In them old cotton fields back home
When I was a little bitty baby, my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
Now 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
(In them old cotton fields back home)
When I was a little bitty baby, my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
When I was a little bitty baby, my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
Now 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
(In them old cotton fields back home)
When I was a little bitty baby, my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
When I was a little bitty baby, my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
Now 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
(In them old cotton fields back home)
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