When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in the cradle In them old cottonfields back home When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in the cradle In them old cottonfields back home Oh when them cotton bolls get rotten you can't pick very much o'cotton In them old cottonfields back home It was down in Louisiana not too many miles from Texarkana In them old cottonfields back home ( banjo ) When I was a little bitty baby... In them old cottonfields back home in them old cottonfields back home