Luyện nghe bài hát Texas

Gonna get what's mine and wild horses couldn't it from me.
Papa says I'm a golden child and the whole world's gonna at my feet.
It's all to me.

Going down picking it's harvest time,
gonna get my share, get what's mine for me.
Sun is a-blazing but I don't mind;
I'm picking, I'm digging, it's time for me.
I get my little eye on it,
when I get my little on it, you best believe.

Ole sweet aching in my head,
gonna fill my to the brim, oh yes indeed!
Hive is a-buzzing in a hollow
and I don't if I gotta kill a little honeybee.

I get my little eye on it,
when I get my little mind on it, you believe.
Oh my, all coming to me.

Gonna get what's mine and wild horses couldn't it from me.
Papa says I'm a golden child and the whole world is gonna at my feet.
It's all to me.

Pumpin' and till the well is dry,
nobody's booming in these busted times me.
Down in Texas the cattle don't roam
oil is a-dripping and the savings and loans, bleed.

When I get my eye on it,
when I get my little mind on it, you believe.
Oh my, it's all to me.

Papa came along and he the tree;
down came a bushel and a for me.
shooed away all the honeybees.
Papa dug a and it flowed for me.
Papa caught the fish for me.
Papa set a fire and it for me.
Papa put a in the flame to fry;
Papa filled little silver spoon of mine.
Papa said the Lord a shine to me.
Papa said I gotta set the whole free.
said how it's gonna be