| When I was a little bitty baby
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| My mama done rock me in the cradle
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| In them old cotton fields back home
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| It was back 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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| Let me tell you now well got me in a fix
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| I caught a nail in my tire doing lickity splits
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| I had to walk a long long way to town
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| Came upon a nice old man well he had a hat on
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| Wait a minute mister can you give me some directions
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| I going to want to be right off for home
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| Don’t care if them cotton balls get rotten
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| When I got you baby, who needs cotton
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| In them old cotton fields back home
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| Brother only one thing more that’s going to warm you
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| A summer’s day out in California
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| It’s going to be those cotton fields back home
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| It was back in Louisiana
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| Just about a mile from Texarkana
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| Give me them cotton fields
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| (It was back in Louisiana)
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| Let me hear it for the cotton fields
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| (Just about a mile from Texarkana)
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| You know that there’s just no place like home
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| Well boy it sure feels good to breathe the air back home
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| You should have seen their faces when they seen how I grown
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| In them old cotton fields back home |