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When I was a little baby My mother would rock me in the cradle In them old, old cotton fields back home When I was a little baby My mother would rock me in the cradle In them old, old cotton fields back home Oh when them cotton balls get rotten You can't pick you very much cotton In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home It may sound a little funny But you didn't make very much money In them old cotton fields back home It may sound a little funny But you didn't make very much money In them old cotton fields back home Oh when them cotton balls get rotten You can't pick you very much cotton In them old cotton fields back home SongtexteIt was down in Louisiana Just a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home I was over in Arkansas People ask me what you come here for In them old cotton fields back home I was over in Arkansas People ask me what you come here for In them old, old cotton fields back home Oh when them cotton balls get rotten You can't pick you very much cotton In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home Oh when them cotton balls get rotten You can't pick you very much cotton In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home Aus Songtexte Mania