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 mill
I saw Becky Morgan, dippin' nude

Well, I couldn't but stop and stare
Hypnotized I stood there
Enchanted by the beauty I'd seen
she gave me a come here smile
Nearly drove my wild
I fell down to kick off my jeans

Well, on that cotton mornin'
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 remember
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin'

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

And cotton pickin' mornin'
I met up with Morgan
The whole dang summer I got to work on time
And in the days of my
I know I will
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin'

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

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

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

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