Luyện nghe bài hát Cotton Pickin' Time

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

Well, I help but stop and stare
Hypnotized I stood there
Enchanted by the beauty that I'd
Then she me a come here smile
Nearly drove my body
I down tryin' to kick off my jeans

Well, on cotton pickin' mornin'
I met up with Morgan
You know day I didn't get to work on time
And in the of my December
I I will remember
oats at cotton pickin' time

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

And every cotton pickin'
I met up Becky Morgan
The whole dang I never got to work on time
And in the of my December
I know I will
Sowin' at cotton pickin' time

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

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

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

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