Luyện nghe bài hát One Row at a Time

The southeast red clay dust is groundin' to my blue jeans
A heavy hundred pound sack draggin' along behind
Wanting to leave this so bad, I forget how I got here
my way back home, one row at a time

It's a long old cotton road here and Waco
Then, days a-thumbin' through that California line
And two more days of pickin' to that house, just of Fresno
Workin' my way back home, one row at a

Mississippi mud is caked in layers on my brogans
Sunshine on white cotton, nearly makes me blind
I can see 'em now, a home folk runnin' out to meet me
Workin' my way back home, one row at a

It's a long, old cotton between here and Waco
Then, three days through that California line, Lord, Lord
Two more days of pickin' to that house, just south of
my way back home, one row at a time
Workin' my way back home, one row at a