Оригинален текст
1.
when i was a pretty little baby
my mama would rock me in the craddle
in them old cotton fields back home
when i was a pretty little baby
my mama would rock me in the craddle
in them old cotton fields back home
Chorus:
well 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 texacana
in them old cotton fields back home
2. repeat 1.
Chorus
In them old cotton fields back home
in them old cotton fields back home