Luyện nghe bài hát Catfish John

Mama said, "Don't go near river,
be hanging around old Catfish 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, fields as white as snow.

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

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

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

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