Cotton Fields (The Cotton Song)
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โฑ๏ธ 2:32 duration
๐ ID: 4334
๐ Lyrics
When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cottonfields back home
When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cottonfields back home
Now when them cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cottonfields back home
It was down in Louisiana just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cottonfields back home
When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cottonfields back home
When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cottonfields back home
Now when them cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cottonfields back home
It was down in Louisiana just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cottonfields back home
When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cottonfields back home
When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cottonfields back home
Now when them cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cottonfields back home
It was down in Louisiana just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cottonfields back home
In them old cottonfields back home
In them old cottonfields back home
In them old cottonfields back home
When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cottonfields back home
Now when them cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cottonfields back home
It was down in Louisiana just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cottonfields back home
When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cottonfields back home
When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cottonfields back home
Now when them cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cottonfields back home
It was down in Louisiana just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cottonfields back home
When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cottonfields back home
When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cottonfields back home
Now when them cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cottonfields back home
It was down in Louisiana just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cottonfields back home
In them old cottonfields back home
In them old cottonfields back home