Luyện nghe bài hát Cotton Pickin' Time

On a Mississippi
My dad yelled out a
Son, you better hit cotton patch soon
And on my way down to the
As I Old Johnson's mill
I saw Becky Morgan, dippin' nude

Well, I couldn't help but stop and
Hypnotized I stood right
Enchanted by the that I'd seen
Then she gave me a come smile
Nearly drove my body
I down tryin' to kick off my jeans

Well, on that cotton pickin'
I met up Becky Morgan
You know day I didn't get to work on time
And in the days of my
I know I will
Sowin' at cotton pickin' time

Well I lost my job summer
But I guess I had it
'Cause pickin' that cotton just on my mind
But you don't need too much
When you got a Tupelo
Keepin' you cool in the Mississippi hot

And every pickin' mornin'
I met up with Becky
The whole dang summer I got to work on time
And in the of my December
I know I remember
Sowin' oats at pickin' time

We've come along way since
Now I own cotton gin
And I bought that just to make her smile
And to keep our love growin' old
We still go down to that hole
Skinny dip and is just as wild

Now cotton pickin' mornin'
I wake up Becky Morgan
And to day I never get to work on time
And in the days of our
I know both remember
Sowin' oats at cotton time

Now every cotton mornin'
I wake up with Becky
And to day I never get to work on time
And in the days of our
I know we'll remember
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin'

And we were sowin' oats at cotton pickin'
We were sowin' oats at cotton pickin'