Luyện nghe bài hát Cotton Pickin' Time

On a mornin'
My dad out a warnin'
Son, you better hit that patch soon
And on my way to the field
As I passed Old mill
I saw Becky Morgan, skinny nude

Well, I help but stop and stare
Hypnotized I stood right
Enchanted by the that I'd seen
Then she gave me a come smile
Nearly drove my wild
I fell down tryin' to kick off my

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

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

And cotton pickin' mornin'
I met up with Morgan
The whole dang summer I never got to work on
And in the days of my
I know I will
Sowin' oats at cotton 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 from old
We still go there to that hole
Skinny dip and Becky is just as

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

Now cotton pickin' mornin'
I wake up with Morgan
And to this day I never get to on time
And in the of our December
I know both remember
oats at cotton pickin' time

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