Luyện nghe bài hát Texas Cookin'

I'm down to Austin, Texas
on down to San Antone
Get that bar-b-que and
Eat my fill and come back

I'm take my baby with me
We gonna have a high ol'
We gonna eat we get silly
Sho' do make a taste fine

Oh my, ain't that Texas cookin' something
Oh my, stop yo' belly and backbone bumpin'
Oh my, momma ain't Texas cookin' good
Oh my, eat it everyday if I could

Well, I know a man that armadillo
Tastes so he calls it pie
I know a woman that pan dulce
so good it gets you high

Get them enchiladas
Get steaks chicken fried
do make a man feel happy
See white gravy on the

Oh my, momma ain't Texas cookin' something
Oh my, momma yo' belly and backbone bumpin'
Oh my, momma ain't that cookin' good
Oh my, momma eat it everyday if I could,

Well, I know a that's got fried okra
anything I ever saw
I a man that cooks cabrito
It must be the law

We gonna get a big ol'
Big ol' of ranch-style beans
I could eat the heart of
We gonna some brand new jeans

Oh my, momma ain't that Texas something
Oh my, stop yo' belly and backbone bumpin'
Oh my, momma ain't Texas cookin' good
Oh my, momma eat it if I could

Oh my, momma ain't that Texas cookin'
Oh my, momma yo' belly and backbone bumpin'
Oh my, momma ain't that Texas cookin'
Oh my, momma eat it if I could

Oh my, ain't that Texas cookin' something
Oh my, momma stop yo' and backbone bumpin'
Oh my, momma ain't that Texas good
Oh my, momma eat it everyday if I