Luyện nghe bài hát Mississippi Cotton Pickin' Delta Town

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

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

And worked hard the whole week long
Pickin' my to the blood and bone
ain't a lot of money in a cotton bale
At least when you try to

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

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

We'd sit across the street on the porch
Lookin' at the folks back at us
Munchin' on a covered ice cream cone
Wondering how we'd get home

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

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