Luyện nghe bài hát Boss Jack

Pick a lot o'cotton, drag a sack
Comin' across the field, well, I see Jack
He's a ridin' straddle of a single roan
you know that horse, you'll leave him alone

The ole got green in his eyes
Mean as the devil and twice as
A in his nose and a bow in his back
Can't nobody ride him but Boss

Come on children, bend back
a little faster, fill your sack
Then you hitch up the wagon, it to the gin
Finish pickin' before the winter in

Now here back, when the crop was laid by
who took us on a big fish fry?
Caught a heap of catfish, goggle eye and
Dashed and sang to the guitar and the

Well, someday old Jack is gonna set us all free
Gabriel blow for you and me
Angels gonna that chariot from above floppin'
Their wings like a dove, come on children