Cotton Fields

[Verse 1]
When I was a little baby
My mother would rock me in the cradle
In them old, old cotton fields at home
When I was a little baby
My mother would rock me in the cradle
In them old, old cotton fields at home

[Chorus]
Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten
You couldn't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields at home
It was down in Louisiana
Just a mile from Texarkana
In them old, old cotton fields at home

[Verse 2]
It may sound a little funny
But, you didn't make very much money
In them old cotton fields at home
It may sound a little funny
But, you didn't make very much money
In them old, old cotton fields at home

[Chorus]
Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten
You couldn't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields at home
It was down in Louisiana
Just a mile from Texarkana
In them old, old cotton fields at home

[Verse 3]
I was over in Arkansas
People ask me, "What you come here for?"
In them old cotton fields at home
I was over in Arkansas
People ask me, "What you come here for?"
In them old, old cotton fields at home

[Chorus]
Oh, when those cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields at home
It was down in Louisiana
Just a mile from Texarkana
In them old, old cotton fields at home

[Chorus]
Oh, when those cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields at home
It was down in Louisiana
Just a mile from Texarkana
In them old, old cotton fields at home