Luyện nghe bài hát Cabin in the Cotton

There's a in the southland,
I long to go.
Little in the cotton,
the cotton grows.

There's a in the cotton,
Far but not forgotten,
And in recollection,
where my affection strays.

I got a so sentimental,
And I see a so gentle,
I think of old Virginnie
And my days.

We took the and we took the evil.
and song, and the old boll weevil.
Time has gone by, now am I,
that I only knew...