Luyện nghe bài hát Howdy Neighbor

neighbor!

neighbor!

harvest!
harvest!.
May your 40 acres be fields of clover.
Yes, indeed, and a wish
With every and by and by
The sun and will make an etching
Of a million little green
to the sky

neighbor!
harvest!

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

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

Plant them to and find out just what livin' means

neighbor!

neighbor!

harvest!

Happy harvest! May your forty soon be fields of clover
Yes indeed!
*JANE* Go on puff your pipes and no more gripes and no more groans.
No mortgages or loans and you see a trace of worryin' on the face of Farmer Jones

neighbor!

neighbor!

harvest!

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

Hall-ay-loo!

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