Seekers - Cottonfields lyrics

When I was a little biddy baby

My mamma would a-rock me in my cradle,

In them old cottonfields back home;

When I was a little biddy baby

My mamma would a-rock me in my cradle,

In them old, old cottonfields back home.

Well it may not sound too funny

But we didn't make a-very much money,

In them old cottonfields back home;

Well it may not sound too funny

But we didn't make a-very much money,

In them old, old cottonfields back home.

Chorus:

Oh when them cotton balls get a-rotten

You couldn't pick a-very much cotton,

In them old cottonfields back home;

I was down in Lousiana

'Round about a mile from a-Texicana,

In them old, old cottonfields back home.

I was down in Arkensaw

People said "What did you come here for?"

From them old cotton fields back home;

I was down in Arkensaw

People said "What did you come here for?"

From them old, old cotton fields back home.

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In them old, old cottonfields back home,

In them old, old cottonfields back home!