Luyện nghe bài hát Howdy Neighbor

neighbor!

neighbor!

harvest!
harvest!.
May your 40 soon be fields of clover.
Yes, indeed, and plant a
With seed and by and by
The sun and will make an etching
Of a million little fingers
to the sky

neighbor!
harvest!

Get your rocking chairs, for all your are over
Clap your hands and lick your chaps, your crops are on the climb.
Hey, we're gonna roll in plenty, spend a or ten or twenty,
And happy harvest bells are gonna chime.
Remember neighbor when you for mother nature you get paid by father time.
Chicks are gonna cackle and every burlap sack'll be of taters and tobaccos
And dozens of different good and greens, and if the weatherman won't upsent us
Mister, you can bet us there'll be lots of crispy in your jeans

Full of tater! lettuce! Fresh tomatoes! Crispy lettuce in your jeans!

Plant them to live and find out just what livin'

neighbor!

neighbor!

harvest!

Happy harvest! May forty acres soon be fields of clover
Yes indeed!
*JANE* Go on puff your corncob pipes and no more gripes and no groans.
No mortgages or and you won't see a trace of worryin' on the face of Farmer Jones

neighbor!

neighbor!

harvest!

Happy harvest! Get your rocking for all your cares are over.

Hall-ay-loo!

Clap hands and lick your chops , your bumper crops are on the climb.
Hey, we're roll in plenty.
a five or ten or twenty and those happy harvest bells are gonna chime.
Remember, neighbor, your work for mother nature you get paid by father time!