When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home


It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana

In them old cotton fields back home

Oh when them cotton bolls get rotten

You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields back home


It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
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

It was down in Louisiana

Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home


Oh when them cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields back home


It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana

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


It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home

In them old cotton fields back home



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The Beach Boys Version
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When I was a little bitty baby
My mama done rock me in the cradle

In them old cotton fields back home
It was back in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana

In them old cotton fields back home

Let me tell you now well got me in a fix

I caught a nail in my tire doing lickitey splits
I had to walk a long long way to town
Came upon a nice old man well he had a hat on

Wait a minute mister can you give me some directions
I'm gonna want to be right off for home


When I was a little bitty baby
My mama done rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home

It was back in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home


Don't care if them cotton balls get rotten
When I got you baby, who needs cotton

In them old cotton fields back home
Brother only one thing more that's gonna warm ya
A summer's day out in California

It's gonna be those cotton fields back home

It was back in Louisiana

Just about a mile from Texarkana
Give me them cotton fields
(It was back in Louisiana)
Let me hear it for the cotton fields
(Just about a mile from Texarkana)

You know that there's just no place like home

Well boy it sure feels good to breathe the air back
home
You shoulda seen their faces when they seen how I grown

In them old cotton fields back home