| When I was a little bitty baby
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| My mama would rock me in the cradle
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| In them old cotton fields back home
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| It was down in Louisiana
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| Just about a mile from Texarkana
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| In them old cotton fields back home
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| Oh when them cotton bolls get rotten
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| You can’t pick very much cotton
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| 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 |