Leadbelly - Cotton Fields Lyrics
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Cotton Fields
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What Are The Lyrics For Cotton Fields By Leadbelly?
When I was a little baby, my mother rocked me in the cradle,
In them ole cotton fields back home When I was a little baby, my mother rocked me in the cradle, In them ole cotton fields back home Oh when them cotton balls get rotten, you can't pick very much cotton, In them ole cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana, just a mile from Texarkana, In them ole cotton fields back home It may sound a little funny, but you didn't make very much money, In them ole cotton fields back home It may sound a little funny, but you didn't make very much money, In them ole cotton fields back home Oh when them cotton balls get rotten, you can't pick very much cotton, In them ole cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana, just a mile from Texarkana, In them ole cotton fields back home I was home in Arkansas, people ask me what you come here for, In them ole cotton fields back home I was home in Arkansas, people ask me what you come here for, In them ole cotton fields back home Oh when them cotton balls get rotten, you can't pick very much cotton, In them ole cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana, just a mile from Texarkana, In them ole cotton fields back home Oh when them cotton balls get rotten, you can't pick very much cotton, In them ole cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana, just a mile from Texarkana, In them ole cotton fields back home |
Who Wrote Cotton Fields By Leadbelly?
Huddie Ledbetter
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