John Fogerty
Cotton Fields
[Verse 1]
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home

[Chorus]
It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home

[Verse 2]
Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields back home

[Chorus]
It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home

[Verse 1]
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home

[Chorus]
It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
[Verse 2]
Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields back home

[Chorus]
It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home

[guitar solo]

[Verse 1]
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home

[Chorus]
It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
In them old cotton fields back home