When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in my cradle In those old cottonfields back home When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in my cradle In those old cottonfields back home Oh when those cotton bolls get rotten you can't pick very much cotton
In those old cottonfields back home It was down in Louisiana just about a mile from Texarkana In those old cottonfields back home [ steel ] When I was a little bitty baby... In those old cottonfields back home