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


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

In them old cottonfields back home.

Oh, when them cotton bowls get rotten

You couldn'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.


It may sound a little bit funny
But you dind't make very much money

In them old cottonfields back home.

It may sound a little bit funny

But you dind't make very much money
In them old cottonfields back home.


Oh, when them cotton bowls get rotten
You couldn't pick very much cotton
In them old cottonfields back home.


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


Oh, when them cotton bowls get rotten
You couldn't pick very much cotton

In them old cottonfields back home...