Cotton Fields

When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in my cradle

In them old cottonfields back home

When I was a little bitty baby…

Now when them cotton bowls get rotten you can’t pick very much cotton

In them old cottonfields back home

It was down in Louisiana just about a mile from Texarkana

In them old cottonfields back home

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When I was a little bitty baby…

When I was a little bitty baby…

In them old cottonfields back home

In them old cottonfields back home

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