Luyện nghe bài hát Catfish John

Mama said, "Don't go that river,
Don't be hanging around old John."
Come in the I'd always be there,
in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn.

Take me back to another morning, to a so long ago,
When the sweet magnolia blossomed, cotton as white as snow.

Catfish John was a river hobo who lived and by the river's bed,
Looking I still remember I was proud to be his friend.

said, "Don't go near that river,
Don't be hanging around old John."
in the morning I'd always be there,
Walking in his in the sweet Delta dawn.

Born a slave in the town of Vicksburg, traded for a mare,
her never spoke in anger though his load was hard to bear.

Mama said, "Don't go that river,
in the morning I'd always be there,
Walking in his footsteps in the sweet dawn.
Walking in his footsteps in the sweet dawn.