Luyện nghe bài hát Mississippi Cotton Pickin' Delta Town

In a Mississippi cotton Delta town
One dusty to walk up and down
much to see but a starvin' hound
In a Mississippi cotton pickin' town

Down in the Delta I was born
All we was cotton, potatoes and corn
I've picked till my fingers hurt
Draggin' the sack through that Delta

And I've worked the whole week long
Pickin' my fingers to the and bone
There ain't a lot of money in a bale
At least you try to sell

In a Mississippi cotton pickin' Delta
One dusty to walk up and down
Nothin' much to see but a starvin'
In a cotton pickin' Delta town

On Saturday we'd get dressed up
Catch us a ride on a truck
On a gravel road, it strangled us
That cotton pickin' dust

We'd sit across the on the depot porch
Lookin' at the lookin' back at us
Munchin' on a dust ice cream cone
Wondering how get back home

From a Mississippi pickin' Delta town
One street to walk up and down
much to do but just hang around
In a Mississippi cotton Delta town

From a Mississippi cotton Delta town
One street to walk up and down
Nothin' much to do but just around
In a Mississippi cotton pickin' town