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 to the field
As I Old Johnson's mill
I saw Morgan, skinny dippin' nude

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

Well, on that cotton pickin'
I met up Becky Morgan
You know that day I didn't get to work on
And in the days of my
I know I will
oats 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 honey
you cool in the Mississippi hot sunshine

And every cotton mornin'
I met up Becky Morgan
The whole summer I never got to work on time
And in the of my December
I know I remember
oats at cotton pickin' time

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

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

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

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