Luyện nghe bài hát Texas Cookin'

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

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

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

Well, I know a man that armadillo
Tastes so sweet he it pie
I know a that makes pan dulce
Tastes so good it you high

Get enchiladas greasy
Get them steaks chicken
Sho' do make a man happy
See white on the side

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

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

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

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

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

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