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 bowls 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 bowls 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 bowls 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