When I was a little bitty baby
My momma would rock me in a cradle
In them o-o-old cotton fields back home
Well it was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them o-o-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
Well it was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them o-o-old cotton fields back home
(guitar solo)
When I was a little bitty baby
My momma would rock me in a cradle
In them o-o-old cotton fields back home
Well it was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them o-o-old cotton fields back home
My momma would rock me in a cradle
In them o-o-old cotton fields back home
Well it was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them o-o-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
Well it was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them o-o-old cotton fields back home
(guitar solo)
When I was a little bitty baby
My momma would rock me in a cradle
In them o-o-old cotton fields back home
Well it was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them o-o-old cotton fields back home
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