Cotton Fields Lyrics
Cotton Fields - Harry Belafonte (哈里·贝拉方特)/Odetta
Written by：Calvin Carter
When I was a little baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them there old cotton fields at home
When I was a little baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them there old cotton fields at home
Oh when them cotton balls bet rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them there old cotton fields at home
It was down in Louisiana
Just a mile from Texarkana
In them there old cotton fields at home
Now it may sound very funny
But you didn't make very much money
In them there old cotton fields at home
Yes it might sound very funny
But you didn't make very much money
In them there old cotton fields at home
Oh when them cotton balls bet rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them there old cotton fields at home
It was down in Louisiana
Just a mile from Texarkana
In them there old cotton fields at home
I was over in Arkansas
When the sheriff asked me
What did you come here for
In them there old cotton fields at home
Yes I was over in Arkansas
When the sheriff asked me
What did you come here for
In them there old cotton fields at home
Oh when them cotton balls bet rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them there old cotton fields at home
It was down in Louisiana
Just a mile from Texarkana
In them there old cotton fields at home
When I was a little baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them there old cotton fields at home
When I was a little baby baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them there old cotton fields at home
Oh when them cotton balls bet rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them there old cotton fields at home
It was down in Louisiana
Just a mile from Texarkana
In them there old cotton fields at home
In them there old cotton fields at home