Luyện nghe bài hát Music Makin' Mama From Memphis

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

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

You can hear her in the evening when the sun low
A singin' and a pickin' on her old
You gotta jive when the words out of her mouth
Everybody's callin' her the of the south
She's my piano playin' mama from Memphis

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

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

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