Luyện nghe bài hát Chicken Every Sunday

Just all my dresses are just cotton hand me downs
His family calls me the class
'Cause we're only poor folks on the other of town
won't let him walk up my path

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

got chicken every Sunday and the preacher comes around
And every Saturday morning daddy 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 to the ladies social set
My daddy can't afford the club
His folks look down on me and don't let us date
'Cause they that I'm not good enough

But my mama says forgive him honey, he worth at all
And if anything, too good for him
Just because they've got money and a big house
Aha, we won't take no sad talks off

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

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