Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Boys

Southern boys are warm and
They speak gently of their homes and you pictures of the folks
breath in your ear is as soft as the cotton
Whether they're wooing or the latest racist joke

I get knocked off my feet
When I hear that Southern
And I mind the pain
'Cause the feeling's the fall

Buttered grits is for breakfast
And if you and your aim is good, maybe a squirrel
Then around nine, we pop that
And it's on out to the porch for a swing with me your Northern girl

I get right off my feet
When I hear that Southern
And I mind the pain
the feeling's worth the fall

Were you born? Where do you from?
Is your tropic in Cancer and is your sun sign
Ah let it out, don't hide it
All that good ol' stuff down below that Mason-Dixon

I get knocked right off my
When I that Southern drawl
And I mind the pain
the feeling's worth the fall

And don't extend your
'Cause I couldn't at all