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.

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

It may sound a little bit funny
But you didn't make very much money
In them old cottonfields back home.


Midi: Cottonfields