Luyện nghe bài hát Down Home Girl

Lord I the perfume you wear
Was made out of turnip
And every time I kiss you
It tastes pork and beans

though you're wearin' them
Citified heels
I can tell by giant step
You walkin' through the cotton fields

Oh, so down home girl

Every time you child
You take my away
And every time you move that
I gotta get and pray

Don't you that dress of yours
Was out of fiberglass
And every time you move like
I go to Sunday mass

Oh, so down home girl

Oh, you're so down girl

I'm take you to the muddy river
And you in
Just to watch the roll on
Down your velvet

I'm gonna you back to New Orleans
in Dixieland
I'm gonna watch you do the line
With a umbrella in your

Oh, you're so down girl

I'm you baby
so down home
Ow! Yeah, too
Outta
You're so down home