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When I was a little baby
My mothor would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields at home
When I was a little bitty baby
My mothor would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields at home
Oh when them cotton bowls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields at home
It was down in Louisiana
Just a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields at home
It may sound a little funny
But you dind't make a very much money
In them old cotton fields at home
It may sound a little funny
But you did't make a very much money
In them old cotton fields at home
Oh when them cotton bowls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields at home
It was down in Louisiana
Just a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields at home
I was over in an argan slot
And people would ask me
What the come here boy
In them old cotton fields at home
I was over in an argan slot
And people would ask me
What the come here boy
In them old cotton fields at home
When them cotton bowls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields at home
It was down in Louisiana
Just a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields at home
When I was a little baby
My mother would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields at home
When I was a little bitty baby
My mother would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields at home
Oh when them cotton bowls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields at home
It was down in Louisiana
Just a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields at home
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