Cottonfields 歌词

When I was just a little bitty baby My mama would rock me in the cradle In them old cottonfields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texicana In them old cottonfields back home Well when them cotton folks get rockin' We don't pick very much cotton In them old cottonfields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texicana In them old cottonfields back home When Jess 'n I were just about knee high 'N our daddy's corn was ridin' mighty high In them sweet old cottonfields back home Mama would pray to the lord to save our cattle 'N get the mandolin down 'n make the chickens scuttle In them old cottonfields back home Well when them cotton folks get rockin' ... When Jake 'n Jonas was drinkin' whiskey We hit on the road up to Tennessee 'N leave them old cottonfields back home But mama would wring her hands 'n start a-cryin' Sayin' her boys wouldn't leave their mother dyin' In them old cottonfields back home "No way Mama ..." Well when them cotton folks get rockin' (spoken: Then mama would take the mandolin down 'n start a-playing and a-dancing, playing just like this)