Cotton Fields
Creedence Clearwater Revival Lyrics


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When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home

It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
Oh, when them cotton bolls 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 from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home

When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home

It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home

Oh, when them cotton bolls 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 from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home

When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home

It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home





In them old cotton fields back home

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Creedence Clearwater Revival's song Cotton Fields paint a nostalgic picture of the singer's childhood memories of growing up in the southern United States. The opening lines of the song evoke a sense of comfort and safety, with the singer reminiscing about how his mother would rock him in his cradle in the old cotton fields back home. The repetition of this line throughout the song emphasizes the singer's deep connection to his roots and local community.


As the song progresses, the lyrics take a more melancholic turn, with the singer reflecting on the harsh realities of life for those working in the cotton fields. The line "Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten, you can't pick very much cotton" speaks to the difficult and often backbreaking work that was required to harvest the cotton crop. This line also highlights the precarious nature of agricultural work, where success or failure depends on factors beyond one's control, like weather and crop yields.


Overall, Cotton Fields is a poignant tribute to the hardworking farmers and laborers who made their living in the southern U.S. cotton fields. The song's bittersweet tone captures the complex mix of emotions associated with growing up in a place that is both deeply loved and deeply flawed.


Line by Line Meaning

When I was a little bitty baby
I was just an infant in my mother's arms


My mama would rock me in the cradle
My mother would comfort me by gently swaying me back and forth in a bed-like structure made for infants


In them old cotton fields back home
These memories took place in the familiar fields of cotton that were once our home


It was down in Louisiana
This memory specifically happened in the state of Louisiana


Just about a mile from Texarkana
The exact location of our cotton fields was close to the city of Texarkana, probably around a mile away


Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten
When the cottons are past their prime and become spoiled


You can't pick very much cotton
It's hard to harvest much cotton if they've all gone bad


In them old cotton fields back home
This difficulty was something we experienced firsthand from the fields we used to work on


When I was a little bitty baby
Again, I'm reminiscing about my infancy and how we used to live in the cotton fields


My mama would rock me in the cradle
My mother's soothing care and nurturing ways were what I cherished growing up


In them old cotton fields back home
These beautiful memories all took place in the familiar territory of our cotton fields


It was down in Louisiana
And I can't forget it was all thanks to our Louisiana home


Just about a mile from Texarkana
And a small distance from the bustling city of Texarkana


In them old cotton fields back home
Where we worked tirelessly but found happiness in each other's company




Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp.
Written by: Huddie Ledbetter

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@alley9

Lyrics:
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
Oh, when them cotton bolls 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 from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
Oh, when them cotton bolls 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 from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
In them old cotton fields back home



@107rollercoaster

When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
Oh, when them cotton bolls 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 from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
Oh, when them cotton bolls 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 from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
In them old cotton fields back home



@rasifnur

Lyrics -

When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
Oh, when them cotton bolls 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 from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
Oh, when them cotton bolls 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 from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
In them old cotton fields back home



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@chiranfernando6894

Anyone listening in 2024 ?

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of course brother

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Indeed!!

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@lynnhenry9998

It's 2023 and still love this song. 71 now but this makes me feel 19 all over again!!❤

@justmetoday374

I am 77 and feel the same.

@martafigueroa3785

I am 58, but I love this music.

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I'm 41 been listening to this type of music since I was a little kid

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