Luyện nghe bài hát High Cotton

We didn't know the were lean,
Round our house the was green,
It didn't seem things were all that bad,

I bet we a thousand miles,
Choppin' cotton and plows,
And learnin' how to it all we had.

As Life on and years went by,
I saw the in daddy's eye,
And the love in mamma's hands,
They kept us warm and us fed,
us how to look ahead,
Now back I understand.

We walkin' in high cotton,
Old times are not forgotten,
fertile fields are never far away,
We were walkin' in cotton,
Old time are not forgotten,
Leavin' home was the hardest thing we faced.

When Sunday mornings around,
We up hand-me-downs,
Just in time to gather the church,
times I think how long It's been,
And how it me then,
It was the only day my wouldn't work.

We were in high cotton,
Old times are not forgotten,
Those fertile are never far away,
We walkin' in high cotton,
Old there are not forgotten,
home was the hardest thing we ever faced.

We walkin' in high cotton,
Old there are not forgotten,
Those fertile are never far away,
We were in high cotton,
Old time are not forgotten,
Leavin' home was the thing we ever faced.

We walkin' in high cotton,
Old times are not forgotten,
Those fields are never far away,
We were in high cotton,
Old time are not forgotten,
Leavin' home was the hardest thing we faced.

Walkin' in High