| When I was a little bitty baby |
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My mama would rock me in the cradle |
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In them ole cotton fields back home |
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Just about a mile from Texarkana |
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In them ole cotton fields back home |
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When them cotton bolls get rotten |
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You cant pick very much cotton |
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In them ole cotton fields back home |
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Just about a mile from Texarkana |
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In them ole cotton fields back home |
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Let me tell you now well got me in a fix |
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I caught a nail in my tire doing lickitey splits |
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I had to walk a long long way to town |
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Came upon a nice old man well he had a hat on |
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Wait a minute mister can you give me some directions |
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I gonna want to be right off for home |
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Don't care if them cotton balls get rotten |
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When I got you baby, who needs cotton |
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In them old cotton fields back home |
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Brother only one thing more that's gonna warm you |
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A summer's day out in California |
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It's gonna be those cotton fields back home |
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Just about a mile from Texarkana |
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Give me them cotton fields |
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(It was back in Louisiana) |
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Let me hear it for the cotton fields |
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(Just about a mile from Texarkana) |
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You know that there's just no place like home |
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Well boy it sure feels good to breathe the air back home |
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You shoulda seen their faces when they seen how I grown |
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In them old cotton fields back home |
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