Luyện nghe bài hát Cotton Pickin' Time

On a mornin'
My dad out a warnin'
Son, you better hit that cotton soon
And on my way down to the
As I passed Old Johnson's
I saw Becky Morgan, dippin' nude

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

Well, on that cotton pickin'
I met up with Becky
You that day I didn't 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 summer
But I I had it comin'
'Cause pickin' that cotton wasn't on my mind
But you don't need too money
When you got a Tupelo
Keepin' you cool in the hot sunshine

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

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

Now cotton pickin' mornin'
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 pickin' time

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

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