Luyện nghe bài hát Cotton Patch

I was raised in the middle of the belt, babe
But I ain't stay
I'll my shape fast draggin' cotton sacks
And eatin' beans everyday

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

been readin' magazines on
A once a week trip to on Saturday
And seen all pretty clothes and had some rich men
And I know for me

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

It's Monday mornin' four o'clock got my sack
And I'm out here where the runs
Here a truck I'm in luck
He's goin' through on a Dallas run

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

I arrived in aboard that big semi
And I mighty high
Waltzin' into the best department
For employment to my style

And I was doin' pretty
Till some wisecracker on the scene
He called me a tomato
But he said I sure green

I tried ever door to store in town
But my had run down
It seemed 'round Dallas could recognize
The class I'd brought to

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

Dear mama, how are you, pop and
you're doin' okay
Me, I never did a better job
And all the men got away

Mama, been thinkin' pretty soon
You know I'll be
And I sure learned a lot about fast
Mama, know I mean?

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