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 bolls 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
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 bolls 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
