There’s A Cabin In The Cotton – Cab Calloway And His OrchestraBy There’s a cabin in the southlandWhere I long to goLittle cabin in the cottonWhere the cotton growsThere’s a cabin in the cottonFar away but not forgottenAnd in every recollectionThat’s where my affection straysI got a feeling so sentimentalAnd I see a smile so gentleWhen I think of old VirginnieAnd my pickaninny daysWe took the good and we took the evilLaughter and song and the old boll weevilTime has gone by, now here am IWishing that I only knew:How to wake up in the morningIn the cabin I was born inLittle cabin in the cottonI have not forgotten you www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20