"When I was a little bitty baby.
My mama where to rock me in the cradle.
In them old, cottonfields back home.
When I was a little bitty baby.
My mummy where to rock me in the cradle.
In them old, cottonfields back home.

And when them cotton-balls get rotten,
You can't pick very much cotton.
In them old - cottonfields back home.
It was down in Louisiana,
Just abaout a mile from Texacana.
In them old - cottonfields back home.

Jada folkens nok en gang er vi pе fylla.
Er faen ikke mye som er bedre enn det.
Sе da jekker vi en шl og blander en dram,
Og drammen den er stram.
Ogsе setter alle sammen tenna I taket,
Ogsе sjangler vi som faen frem og tilbake.
Ogsе synger alle sammen som er her med pе
Siste verset her nе.

Well, when I was a little bitty baby.
My mama where to rock me in the cradle.
In them old, cottonfields back home. (have a good time)
When I was a little bitty baby.
My mummy where to rock me in the cradle.
In them old, cottonfields back home.

And when them cotton-balls get rotten,
You can't pick very much cotton.
In them old - cottonfields back home.
It was down in Louisiana,
Just abaout a mile from Texacana.
In them old - cottonfields back home.

In them old, cottonfields back home.
In them old, cottonfields back home.
I said the cottonfields back hoooooooooooooooooooome"
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Cottonfields Live Lyrics

Skymarshall – Cottonfields Live Lyrics