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Şarkı Sözleri When I was a little bitty babyMy mama would rock me in the cradle,In them old cotton fields back home;It was down in Louisiana,Just about a mile from Texarkana, In them old cotton fields back home.Oh, when them cotton bolls get rottenYou can't pick very much cotton,In them old cotton fields back home.