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When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle,
In them old cotton fields back home;

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It was down in louisiana,
Just about a mile from texarkana,
In them old cotton fields back home.

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Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton,
In them old cotton fields back home.

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