[Verse 1]
When I was a little baby
My mother would rock me in the cradle
In them old, old cotton fields at home
When I was a little baby
My mother would rock me in the cradle
In them old, old cotton fields at home
[Chorus]
Oh, when them cotton balls get rotten
You couldn't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields at home
It was down in Louisiana
Just a mile from Texarkana
In them old, old cotton fields at home
[Verse 2]
It may sound a little funny
But, you didn't make very much money
In them old cotton fields at home
It may sound a little funny
But, you didn't make very much money
In them old cotton fields at home
[Chorus]
Oh, when them cotton balls get rotten
You couldn't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields at home
It was down in Louisiana
Just a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields at home
When I was a little baby
My mother would rock me in the cradle
In them old, old cotton fields at home
When I was a little baby
My mother would rock me in the cradle
In them old, old cotton fields at home
[Chorus]
Oh, when them cotton balls get rotten
You couldn't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields at home
It was down in Louisiana
Just a mile from Texarkana
In them old, old cotton fields at home
[Verse 2]
It may sound a little funny
But, you didn't make very much money
In them old cotton fields at home
It may sound a little funny
But, you didn't make very much money
In them old cotton fields at home
[Chorus]
Oh, when them cotton balls get rotten
You couldn't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields at home
It was down in Louisiana
Just a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields at home
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