Strophe)
When I was a little itty bitty baby
My momma would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
It was down in louisiana just about a mile from tecarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
When them cotton balls 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
Strophe)
When I was a little itty bitty baby
My momma would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
It was down in louisiana just about a mile from tecarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
When them cotton balls 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
