Luyện nghe bài hát Chicken Every Sunday

Just because all my dresses are just cotton hand me
His family me the lower class
'Cause we're poor folks on the other side of town
They won't let him up my path

But my mama says don't worry when they say those things you
You remember, just as good as him
Just because they got big house sittin' way upon the hill
Why, you don't have to look up to

We've got every Sunday and the preacher comes around
And every Saturday morning takes us all to town
And we'd go to the picture show, picnics on the ground
Ohh, that's the lower class then I'm glad that's I am

'Cause my mama belong to the ladies social set
My daddy afford the country club
His folks look down on me and don't let us date
they think that I'm not good enough

But my says forgive him honey, he ain't worth at all
And if anything, you're too for him
because they've got money and a big fine house
Aha, we won't take no sad off them

We've got chicken every Sunday and the preacher comes
And every morning daddy takes us all to town
And we'd go to the show, have picnics on the ground
Ohh, that's the class then I'm glad that's what I am

We've got chicken every Sunday and the comes around
And every Saturday daddy takes us in to town