Luyện nghe bài hát Mississippi Cotton Pickin' Delta Town

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

in the Delta where I was born
All we raised was cotton, and corn
I've picked cotton till my fingers
Draggin' the sack that Delta dirt

And I've worked hard the whole long
Pickin' my to the blood and bone
There a lot of money in a cotton bale
At least you try to sell

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

On Saturday nights get dressed up
Catch us a ride on a pickup
On a gravel road, it strangled us
cotton pickin' Delta dust

We'd sit across the street on the depot
at the folks lookin' back at us
Munchin' on a dust ice cream cone
Wondering how we'd get back

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

From a Mississippi cotton pickin' Delta
One dusty to walk up and down
Nothin' to do but just hang around
In a Mississippi cotton pickin' Delta