Luyện nghe bài hát Goober Peas

Sitting by the on a summer's day
Chatting with my mess-mates, time away
Laying in the shadows the trees
Goodness how eating goober peas

Peas, peas, peas,
Eating peas
Goodness how
goober peas

When a horse-man passes, the soldiers have a
To cry out at their loudest, "Mister, your mule?"
But another pleasure than these
Is out your grinders, eating goober peas

Peas, peas, peas,
goober peas
Is wearing out grinders
goober peas

Just before the battle, the hears a row
He said, "The Yanks are coming, I hear their now"
He turns around in and what do you think he sees?
The Georgia Militia goober peas

Peas, peas, peas,
Eating peas
The Militia
Eating peas

I think my song has lasted long enough
The subject's interesting but the rhymes are mighty
I wish war was over and free from rags and fleas
We'd kiss our wives and sweethearts, and gobble peas

Peas, peas, peas,
Gobble goober
We'd kiss our wives and
And gobble peas