Luyện nghe bài hát Music Makin' Mama From Memphis

Listen to a story 'bout a gal I
She's my makin' mama I'm her hillbilly boy
She's sweeter than the music she tickles the strings
than the flowers down in new Orleans
She's my music makin' mama Memphis Tennessee

She'll a little rhythm do the boogie up right
The Tennessee polka maybe in the night
Everybody travels near and far
To her when she swings it on her old guitar
My makin' mama from Memphis Tennessee

You can hear her in the evening the sun sinks low
A and a pickin' on her old banjo
You gotta jive when the words roll out of her
callin' her the queen of the south
She's my playin' mama from Memphis Tennessee

You start dancin' when she gets in the groove
Plays the big bass fiddle or yodel the blues
She plays a down an off beat any old beat
A breakdown a hoedown and it up neat
She's my bass pickin' baby from Memphis

You can tell when my baby is a to town
All the jive jumpin' they gather around
They yellin' to my honey now queenie let's go
My baby starts a pickin' and a pickin' low
My music mama from Memphis Tennessee

play a little rhythm do the boogie up right
The Tennessee polka maybe in the night
Everybody travels from and far
To hear her when she it on her old guitar
She's my makin' mama from Memphis Tennessee