Luyện nghe bài hát Mississippi Mud

Everybody in my senior
Got the out just as fast as they could go
And pretty soon that bus
It only left a few of us to on

It been the family farm
Or Sherry Johnson's loving
Something let me leave
made me believe in

A house, a piece of land
Making things grow my own two hands
home weary to the bone
At the end of the day

Country stores, up Fords
And songs with two or three chords
Somehow I I fell in love
this Mississippi mud

My friend went to Birmingham
And he's a Farm Insurance man
And makes a hundred

He me every now and then
Keeps he can cut me in
But it's too now

'Cause seen so much Delta rain
It must've seept my veins
Been here long to see
One for a man like me is

A little house, a piece of
Making things grow with my own two
home weary to the bone
At the end of the day

Country stores, beat up
And songs with only two or three
Somehow I think I fell in
With this mud

around here long enough
It'll get your blood
Comes up like a seed
too long all you need is

A little house, a piece of
things grow with my own two hands
Coming home weary to the
At the end of the day

stores, beat up Fords
And songs with two or three chords
Somehow I think I in love
With Mississippi mud

this Mississippi mud
Oh, I I fell in love
With this mud