When I was a little bitty baby, my mama would rock me in that cradle

In them old cotton fields back home

When I was a little bitty baby, my mama would rock me in that cradle

In them old cotton fields back home

And 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

I was over in Arkansas when the people asked me

"What you come here for?"

In them old cotton fields back home

I was over in Arkansas when the people asked me

"What you come here for?"

In them old cotton fields back home

And 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

Well, it might sound a little bit funny, but you don't make very much money

In them old cotton fields back home

It might sound a little bit funny, but you don't make very much money

In them old cotton fields back home

And when them cotton balls get rotten, you can't pick very much cotton

In them old cotton fields back home, yeah

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 that cradle

In them old cotton fields back home

Yes, when I was a little bitty baby, my mama would rock me in that cradle

In them, hm-mm, yeah