Luyện nghe bài hát Cotton Pickin' Time

On a mornin'
My dad yelled out a
Son, you better hit cotton patch soon
And on my way to the field
As I passed Old 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
Then she gave me a here smile
drove my body wild
I down tryin' to kick off my jeans

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

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

And every cotton mornin'
I met up with Becky
The whole dang summer I never got to on time
And in the of my December
I I will remember
Sowin' 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 from old
We still go down to that hole
dip and Becky is just as wild

Now every cotton pickin'
I wake up with Morgan
And to this day I get to work on time
And in the days of our
I we'll both remember
Sowin' at cotton pickin' time

Now every cotton mornin'
I wake up with Becky
And to this day I get to work on time
And in the days of our
I know both remember
Sowin' oats at cotton time

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