Luyện nghe bài hát High Cotton

We didn't the times were lean,
our house the grass was green,
It didn't seem like were all that bad,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Walkin' in Cotton