コットン・フィールズ(Live at 神田共立講堂 / 1970)

歌詞

When I was a little bity baby. My Mama would rock me in the cradle In them old cotton fields back home. When I was a little bity baby. My Mama would rock me in the cradle In them old cotton fields back home. when them cotton balls got rotten. You can't pick very much cotton. In them old cotton fields back home. It was down in Louisianna. Just about a mile from Texaskana In them all cotton fields, back home. When I was a little bity baby. My Mama would rock me in the cradle In them old cotton fields back home. When I was a little bity baby. My Mama would rock me in the cradle In them old cotton fields back home. A when them cotton balls got rotten. You can't pick very much cotton. In them old cotton fields back home. It was down in Louisianna. Just about a mile from Texaskana In them all cotton fields, back home. In them all cotton fields, back home. all cotton fields, back home.