Luyện nghe bài hát Mississippi You’re On My Mind

MISSISSIPPI YOU'RE ON MY
Writer Jesse

I think I see a wagon rutted
the weeds growing tall between the tracks
And along one side runs a barbed wire fence
And that sits an old tar paper shack
Mississippi on my mind
Mississippi on my mind
Oh, Mississippi you're on my
I I hear a noisy old John Deere
In a field specked with dirty lint
And below the field runs a shady little
And there you'll the cool green leaves of mint
Mississippi on my mind
Mississippi you're on my
Oh, Mississippi on my mind
I think I the honeysuckle vine
The heavy like to make me sick
And the dogs, my God, they're hungry all the
And the snakes are sleeping where the weeds are
you're on my mind
Mississippi you're on my
Oh, Mississippi you're on my
I think I feel an angry heat
The Southern Sun blazes in the sky
In the weeds a fat grasshopper jumps
I want to make it to that creek I fry
you're on my mind
Mississippi on my mind
Oh, you're on my mind