Udo Jürgens - Cottonfields lyrics
[Udo Jürgens - Cottonfields lyrics]
When I was a little pretty baby
My mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
But when I became a little older
My daddy would take me on his shoulder
In them old cotton fields back home
Cause when the cotton bolls get rotten
You can pick a very much cotton
In them old cotton fields back home
Way down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texicana
In them old cotton fields back home
Sing la la la
You may think it is very funny
But we didn't make much money
In them old cotton fields back home
You may think it is very funny
But we didn’t make much money
In them old cotton fields back home
Cause when the cotton bolls get rotten
You can pick a very much cotton
In them old cotton fields back home
Way down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texicana
In them old cotton fields back home
Sing la la la
When I was a little pretty baby
My mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
But when I became a little older
My daddy would take me on his shoulder
In them old cotton fields back home
Cause when the cotton bolls get rotten
You can pick a very much cotton
In them old cotton fields back home
My mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
But when I became a little older
My daddy would take me on his shoulder
In them old cotton fields back home
Cause when the cotton bolls get rotten
You can pick a very much cotton
In them old cotton fields back home
Way down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texicana
In them old cotton fields back home
Sing la la la
You may think it is very funny
But we didn't make much money
In them old cotton fields back home
You may think it is very funny
But we didn’t make much money
In them old cotton fields back home
Cause when the cotton bolls get rotten
You can pick a very much cotton
In them old cotton fields back home
Way down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texicana
In them old cotton fields back home
Sing la la la
When I was a little pretty baby
My mama would rock me in my cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
But when I became a little older
My daddy would take me on his shoulder
In them old cotton fields back home
Cause when the cotton bolls get rotten
You can pick a very much cotton
In them old cotton fields back home
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