Luyện nghe bài hát Mississippi Cotton Pickin' Delta Town

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

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

And I've worked hard the week long
Pickin' my fingers to the blood and
There ain't a lot of in a cotton bale
At least when you try to

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

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

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

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

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