Luyện nghe bài hát Dixie

New york is a thousand miles away
And if you ask me, tell you that's ok
Now I'm not trying to put the big apple
'Cause they don't need a man like me in
I pick cotton down on the line
Work hard all day tryin' to a dime
But that's allright, ok by me
'Cause that's the way that it was to be

Big city, hard times don't me
I'm a boy, I'm as happy as I can be

I don't like chokin' up my air
And some of those city folks well don't care
I don't like cars around
I don't even a piece of concrete in my town
I sunshine, fresh clean air
Makes me feel like you care but
That's all right, to his own
But one smell from the
And country boy is gone

Big city, hard don't bother me
I'm a country boy, I'm as as I can be

Well, I don't want to even about it

Let me you something, let me tell you true
right for me might not be right for you
Well, you live your way, I'll live
And I that your happy all the time
I pick cotton on the dixie line
Work hard all day tryin' to make a
But that's all right, ok by me
'Cause that's the way it was supposed to be

Big city, hard never bother me
I'm a country boy, I'm as as I can be

Let me tell ya, I
Big city, times never bother me
I'm a boy, I'm as happy as I can be
Ooh, my way, baby
I want you to even tell me about the big city
I don't want to read it