Luyện nghe bài hát Cotton Pickin' Time

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

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 to kick off my jeans

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

I lost my job that 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 cotton pickin' mornin'
I met up with Becky
The whole dang I never got to work on time
And in the days of my
I know I remember
Sowin' oats at cotton time

We've come along way then
Now I own that 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 Becky Morgan
And to this day I never get to on time
And in the days of our
I know we'll both
oats at cotton pickin' time

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

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