My mama would rocked me in that cradle,
In them old cotton fields back home.
and 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.
I was over in Arkansas,
when People ask me what you come here for,
In them old cotton fields back home
It might sound a little funny,
But you don't make very much money,
In them old cotton fields back home.
當我還是個小小嬰兒，
媽媽總伴我在搖籃邊，
在家後面的那片老棉花田。
當棉莢開始腐爛，
收獲將變得渺茫，
在家後面的那片老棉花田。
在路易斯安納南邊，
距離泰克斯卡那只有壹裏地，
就是我家後面的那片老棉花田。
記得初到阿肯色，
人們總問我來這有何貴幹，
怎麽不呆在家後面的老棉花田？
這聽起來真有點可笑，
因為妳無法掙到到大錢，
在家後面的那片老棉花田。