When I was a little biddy baby
My mamma would a-rock me in my cradle
In them old cottonfields back home
When I was a little biddy baby
My mamma would a-rock me in my cradle
In them old old cottonfields back home
Well it may not sound too funny
But we didn't make a-very much money
In them old cottonfields back home
Well it may not sound too funny
But we didn’t t make a-very much money
In them old cottonfields back home
Oh when them cotton balls get a-rotten
You couldn’t t pick a-very much cotton
In them old cottonfields back home
I was down in Louisiana
Round about a mile from a-Texicana
In them old old cottonfields back home
I was down in Arkansas
People said What did you come here for?
From them old cotton fields back home
I was down in Arkansas
People said What did you come here for?
From them old old cotton fields back home
Oh when them cotton balls get a-rotten
You couldn’t t pick a-very much cotton
In them old cottonfields back home
I was down in Louisiana
Round about a mile from a-Texicana
In them old old cottonfields back home
In them old old cottonfields back home
In them old old cottonfields back home
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