When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle,
In them old cotton fields back home.
It was down in Louisiana,
ust about a mile from Texarkana,
n them old cotton fields back home.
ПР-В:
Oh, 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,
ust about a mile from Texarkana,
In them old cotton fields back home.
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle,
In them old cotton fields back home.
It was down in Louisiana,
ust about a mile from Texarkana,
n them old cotton fields back home.
ПР-В:
Oh, 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,
ust about a mile from Texarkana,
In them old cotton fields back home.
ПР-Ш:
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle,
In them old cotton fields back home.
It was down in Louisiana,
ust about a mile from Texarkana,
In them old cotton fields back home.
In them old cotton fields back home.
In them old cotton fields back home.
