Luyện nghe bài hát Down Home Girl

Lord I swear, the you wear
Is out of turnip greens
And time that I kiss you girl
It tastes like pork and

though you're wearin' them
Citified heels
I can tell by your steps
That you've been walkin' cotton fields

Oh, you're some down girl

Your are green, your dress is red
And your wiggy is powder blue
But underneath all of mess
Well, you're the same old you

You're sittin' in that fancy chair
Just drinkin' champagne like a star
ya oughta be sittin' on a sidewalk
Drinkin' lightnin', out of a jelly jar

Oh, you're some down girl

Dimples in pretty cheeks
And dimples in knees
You walk by and I
Can smell trees

You me you're from New York, baby
But I you're from way down South
I can a Mississippi mama
Evey time you open up mouth

Oh, some down home girl
Oh, you're some down home