When I was a little bitty baby,

My Mama would rock me in my cradle

In them, ol' cotton fields back home

It was down in Louisi ana

Just about a mile from Texar kana

In them, ol' cotton fields back home

Oh when them cotton balls get rotten

You can't pick very much cotton,

In them, ol' cotton fields back home

It was down in Louis iana,

Just a mile from Texar kana

In them ol' cotton fields back home.

NO CHORDS: When I was a little bitty baby,

My Mama would rock me in my cradle

In them ol' cotton fields back home.

It was down in Louis iana,

Just about a mile from Texar kana

In them ol' cotton fields back home.

INSTRUMENTAL: When I was a little bitty baby,

INSTRUMENTAL: My Mama would rock me in my cradle

INSTRUMENTAL: In them ol' cotton fields back home.

INSTRUMENTAL: It was down in Louis iana,

INSTRUMENTAL: Just about a mile from Texar kana

INSTRUMENTAL: In them ol' cotton fields back home.

Oh when them cotton balls get rotten

You can't pick very much cotton

In them ol' cotton fields back home.

It was down in Louis iana,

Just about a mile from Texar kana

In them ol' cotton fields back home.

In them ol' cotton fields back home. +1