Standard (EADGBE)
Chorus
When I was a little bitty baby,
my Mama would rock me in the cradle,
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.
Oh, 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,
and them old cotton fields back home.
Chorus
When I was a little bitty baby,
my Mama would rock me in the cradle,
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.
Oh, 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.
Outro
In them old cotton fields back home.
In them old cotton fields back home.
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.