Luyện nghe bài hát Cotton Pickin' Time

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

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

Well, on that pickin' mornin'
I met up Becky Morgan
You know day I didn't get to work on time
And in the days of my
I I will remember
Sowin' oats at 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 too much money
When you got a Tupelo
Keepin' you cool in the hot sunshine

And every cotton pickin'
I met up Becky Morgan
The whole dang summer I never got to on time
And in the days of my
I I will remember
Sowin' oats at cotton time

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

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

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

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