Luyện nghe bài hát Mississippi Mud

Hey, John, you been to Mississippi?

No, man, but I sure would like to down there.

You
Well, I'll you what then, let us hop on a plane and went.

O-kay, I hear it's nice.

It is, it is.

When the sun down
The goes out
The people 'round
And they all to shout.

Hey, hey, Dud
a treat to beat your feet
On the Mud.
It's a to beat your feet
On the Mud.

And a dance do they do
Lordy, ... how I'm you
Why, they don't need no
They keep by clappin their hand.

Just as as a cow
on a cud
When the people their feet
On the Mud.

Lordy, ... how play it
Goodness, ... how sway it
Uncle George and cousin Jack
Look at those peckin' on their back.

joy!
That music me.

It do.

Boy, ... it kills me
Sister hollers, "Son!"
You get muddy
But, it's mighty fun

When the sun goes
The tide out
The people gather
And all begin to shout.
Hey, Hey, Dud
It's a treat to beat your
On the Mud
It's a treat to beat feet
On the Mud.

What a dance do do ...

Lordy, ... how I'm you ...

They need no band ...

They

They keep time by their hand ...

I see.

Just as as a cow
on a cud
When the people their feet ...

Yeah! Yeah!

And the people clap hand
On the M I S I double S I double P I Mud.

An "A" for spelling.