Cotton fiels.
When I was little bitty vavy my mama would rock in my crade in them mounth cotton field back home.
It was down in lusiana just about amile from Texarkana in them mounth cotton field back home.
Oh when those cotton bolls get rotton you can not pick pery much cotton in them mounth cotton fields back home.
It was down in lusiana just about amile from Texarkana in them mounth cotton fields back home.
