Cotton Fields The Cotton Song

Intro/Strum Pattern:
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         C                                     F           C
When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in my cradle
                               G
In them old cottonfields back home

         C                                     F           C
When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in my cradle
               G              C
In them old cottonfields back home

               F                                 C
Now when them cotton bowls get rotten you can't pick very much cotton
                               G
In them old cottonfields back home
       C                               F           C
It was down in Louisiana just about a mile from Texarkana
              G               C
In them old cottonfields back home

Step up to D

         D                                     G           D
When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in my cradle
                               A
In them old cottonfields back home

         D                                     G           D
When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in my cradle
               A              D
In them old cottonfields back home

               G                                 D
Now when them cotton bowls get rotten you can't pick very much cotton
                               A
In them old cottonfields back home
       D                               G           D
It was down in Louisiana just about a mile from Texarkana
              A               D
In them old cottonfields back home

Back to C

         C                                     F           C
When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in my cradle
                               G
In them old cottonfields back home

         C                                     F           C
When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in my cradle
               G              C
In them old cottonfields back home

               F                                 C
Now when them cotton bowls get rotten you can't pick very much cotton
                               G
In them old cottonfields back home
       C                               F           C
It was down in Louisiana just about a mile from Texarkana
              G               C
In them old cottonfields back home
              G               C
In them old cottonfields back home
              G               C
In them old cottonfields back home