Luyện nghe bài hát Cotton Patch

I was in the middle of the cotton belt, babe
But I gonna stay
I'll lose my shape fast draggin' sacks
And eatin' beans everyday

Yeah, I'm a young thing I just turned eighteen
And I'm unhookin' the
'Cause I've got too class
For cotton patch

I've been magazines on
A once a week trip to on Saturday
And I've seen all pretty clothes and had some men
And I that's for me

Papa's been tryin' to pair me up Willie Bond
Whose daddy owns the gin
Ha, I done checked out two years ago
And knows I'm too much for him

It's Monday mornin' four got my sack packed
And I'm out here where the freeway
Here comes a I'm in luck
He's goin' straight on a Dallas run

Yeah, I am headin' for big D and I know that's
For me to make a catch
Well, I'm a gettin' my class
Out of cotton patch

I arrived in aboard that big semi
And I felt mighty
into the best department store
For employment to suit my

And I was pretty good
Till some wisecracker came on the
He me a ripe tomato
But he I sure look green

I tried ever door to store in town
But my luck had run
It seemed nobody Dallas could recognize
The class I'd to town

And after all day of looking you believe
The only job I land
Was in a dog factory
Stickin' labels on dog food

mama, how are you, pop and kids?
Hope doin' okay
Me, I never did a better job
And all the rich men got

Mama, I've been thinkin' soon
You know be nineteen
And I sure learned a lot about class
Mama, know what I

Mama, if ask papa if he'd spare a few dollars
I'd catch the next comin' home
And I tell you if Bond ain't committed
Yet, I'd be willin' to give it a try after all it's two years