My mama would rock me in the cradle
When I was a little baby,
my mama would rock me in the cradle,
Oh, when those cotton bowls get rotten,
you can't pick up very much cotton,
in them old cotton fields back home.
It was down in Louisiana,
just about a mile from Texarkana,
in them old cotton fields back
When I was a little bitty baby,
my mama would rock me in the cradle
When I was a little bitty baby,
my mama would rock me in the cradle
Oh, when those cotton bowls get rotten,
you simply cannot pick very much cotton
-picking fields back home.
about a mile from Tex, Texarkana
in them old -time cotton fields,
where we used to have a little tiny shack
about a mile or two across the Texas border
in the middle of a cotton