Luyện nghe bài hát High Cotton

We know the times were lean,
our house the grass was green,
It seem like things were all that bad,

I bet we walked a miles,
Choppin' and pusing 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 us warm and kept us fed,
us how to look ahead,
Now lookin' I understand.

We were walkin' in cotton,
Old times are not forgotten,
Those fertile fields are far away,
We were in high cotton,
Old time are not forgotten,
Leavin' home was the thing we ever faced.

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

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

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

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

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