Luyện nghe bài hát Chicken Every Sunday

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

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

We've got chicken Sunday and the preacher comes around
And every Saturday morning 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

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

But my mama says forgive him honey, he worth at all
And if anything, too good for him
Just they've got money and a big fine house
Aha, we take no sad talks off them

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

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