1.

When I was a pretty little baby

My mama would rock me in the craddle

In them old cotton fields back home

When I was a pretty little baby

My mama would rock me in the craddle

In them old cotton fields back home

Chorus:

Well when them cotton bolls get rotten

You can't pick very much cotton

In them old cotton fields back home

It was down in Louisiana

Just about a mile from Texacana

In them old cotton fields back home

2. repeat 1.

Chorus

In them old cotton fields back home

In them old cotton fields back home