Текст песни Seekers - Cottonfields
Seekers - Cottonfields слова песни
When I was a little biddy babyMy mamma would a-rock me in my cradle,In them old cottonfields back home;When I was a little biddy babyMy mamma would a-rock me in my cradle,In them old, old cottonfields back home.Well it may not sound too funnyBut we didn`t make a-very much money,In them old cottonfields back home;Well it may not sound too funnyBut we didn`t make a-very much money,In them old, old cottonfields back home.Chorus:Oh when them cotton balls get a-rottenYou couldn`t pick a-very much cotton,In them old cottonfields back home;I was down in Lousiana`Round about a mile from a-Texicana,In them old, old cottonfields back home.I was down in ArkensawPeople said "What did you come here for?"From them old cotton fields back home;I was down in ArkensawPeople said "What did you come here for?"From them old, old cotton fields back home.(Chorus)In them old, old cottonfields back home,In them old, old cottonfields back home!