Lyrics:
the cradle,
In them ole cotton fields back home
Oh when them cotton balls get rotten, you can't pick very much cotton,
In them ole cotton fields back home
rock me in the cradle
In them there, ol' cotton fields at home
Oh when them cotton balls bet rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them there,
home
Oh when them cotton balls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields back home
It was down in louisiana
Just about a mile
would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
Oh, when them cotton balls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old
would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
Oh, when them cotton balls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old
would rock me in my cradle
In those old cotton fields back home
Oh, when those cotton ball get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old
satisfies my need
Forgiveness for the sins I've done
In word and thought and deed
Cotton ball
That's what I feel like
When I step into a brand new day
I've
thing
Nothing more than the other wing
On fin, one cotton ball
Copper green on a plaster wall
Here I am, maybe again
Hear I am, maybe again
Like
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
Don't care if them cotton balls get rotten
When I got you baby, who needs
from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
When them cotton balls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields back home
right off for home
Don't care if them cotton balls get rotten
When I got you baby, who needs cotton
In them old cotton fields back home
Brother only
right off for home
Don't care if them cotton balls get rotten
When I got you baby, who needs cotton
In them old cotton fields back home
Brother only
right off for home
Don't care if them cotton balls get rotten
When I got you baby, who needs cotton
In them old cotton fields back home
Brother only
I've got cotton balls in my ears
I've been collecting them for many, many years
They keep the noise away
They keep the voice at bay
Cotton balls dry
Just took it from me
I'll watch my little cotton ball
Hip hop away and take it all
I hope you die, bunny
I, I won't cry, bunny
Why did you run
for medicine
We sure have learned some lessons
Now were dancing around
Animals singing out loud
Underneath pine boughs
And cotton ball clouds
Plantin
what good they’ve, done for me ,oh what good they’ve, done for me ,no more cotton, balls or creams, I am stopping ,all the drinks, no more robot, trips
to talk about a lick if you was not involved
Opps not hitting on none like they cotton balls
Sticking to whatever been sharp, and I got a poker
Lowkey mask,
off for home
Oh, let them cotton balls get rotten
I got you baby, who needs cotton
In them old cottonfields back home
Well, it sure feels good
out all our progress with your little cotton ball
Slice and dice your face to perfection
Slip up a word and down you fall
Teeth are capped,
fashion,
With ol' overalls and cotton balls all strapped across your back
Man, it's hard to make believe there ain't nothing wrong.
But momma kept the Bible
plain dirt fashion
With ol' overalls and cotton balls all strapped across your back
Man, it's hard to make believe there ain't nothing wrong
But
hand in the sunken lands?
The mud and tears melt the cotton balls
It's a heavy toll
Oh oh
His words are cruel and they sting like fire
Like
So put me down there where I wanna be
Plant my feet with Robert E. Lee
Bury my bones under a cypress tree
And never let me roam
The cotton balls
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