CHORUS1:
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle,
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
CHORUS2:
It was down in Louisiana,
Just about a mile from Texarkana,
In them old cotton fields back home.
CHORUS3:
Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton,
In them old cotton fields back home.
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