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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.
And when then 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.
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.
And when then 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.
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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.