When I was a little baby
My mamma would a-rock me in the cradle
In them there old cotton fields at home

Oh, in then cotton balls get rotten
You can’t pick very much cotton
In them there old cotton fields at home
It was down in Louisiana
Just a mile from Texicana
In them there old cotton fields at home

Now it may not sound very funny
But you didn’t make a-very much money
In them there old cotton fields at home

Oh when them cotton balls get a-rotten
You can pick a-very much cotton
In them there old cotton fields at home
It was down in Lousiana
Just a mile from a Texicana
In them there old cotton fields at home

I was down in Arkensaw
When the sheriff ask me: „What did you come here for?”
In them there old cotton fields back home
I was down in Arkensaw
When the sheriff ask me: „What did you come here for?”
In them there old cotton fields at home

And when them cotton balls get a-rotten
You can pick a-very much cotton
In them there old cotton fields at home
It was down in Lousiana
Just a mile from a Texicana
In them there old cotton fields at home