Cotton Fields

COTTON FIELDS

(C) When I was a little bitty baby
My mamma would (F) rock me in the (C) cradle,
In them old cotton fields back (G7) home.
Chorus.
It was (C) down in Louisi(C7)ana,
Just about a (F) mile from Texar(C)kana,
In them old (G7) cotton fields back (C) home. (C7)

Oh, when them (F) cotton bolls get rotten
You can't (C) pick very much cotton,
In them old cotton fields back (G7) home.
Chorus.

(C) When I was a little bitty baby
My mamma would (F) rock me in the (C) cradle,
In them old cotton fields back (G7) home.
Chorus.

Oh, when them (F) cotton bolls get rotten
You can't (C) pick very much cotton,
In them old cotton fields back (G7) home.
Chorus.

(C) When I was a little bitty baby
My mamma would (F) rock me in the (C) cradle,
In them old cotton fields back (G7) home.

Chorus:   To finish repeat last line slowly