Luyện nghe bài hát Cotton Pickin' Time

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

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

Well, on that pickin' mornin'
I met up Becky Morgan
You know that day I get to work on time
And in the days of my
I know I will
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin'

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

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

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

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

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

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