CHORUS1&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. CHORUS2 CHORUS1 CHORUS2 CHORUS3 CHORUS2 CHORUS1 CHORUS2.
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