Luyện nghe bài hát The Mississippi Mudcat and Sister Sheryl Crow

Written by Marty

All right, all right, all
Well I am the main Mississippi Mudcat and will be
everybody
So there I was cruisin' through the in my hot rod car
Just visitin' my friends up and down the
I was slow
I was driving slow, meditatin' on Crow
Crow I'm telling you the truth now
(He's you the truth)
42 miles an my gasoline was all gone
I was trying to look real cool and my way back home
Darn, dark,
slow, driving slow
Just seemed like an supply of hi line poles and mailboxes
Then all of a there stood by the mail box at route 4 box 153
A damsel, yes a damsel in (alright)
A in disdress wearing high heels
With big blue eyes made the darkness crawl
And a smile that make a man cry
Yes I (yes he knows) ring that phone boys...Go

I and said "'hello
And you are without a doubt the most beautiful magnolia I have seen in my life"
She said "shut up party
What are you doing tonight around in that hot rod
With that loud radio, showing off them chromium and fold away wings"
I said "baby, I'm just for gas cans, have you seen any"
Sometimes a fast shiny car is the thing to have
She "well Marty party do you want some company
You my specialty is spotting gas cans" (uh oh yeah, uh-oh)
She said to me, she said to me "what do you call ride"
I said "honey, here is my rocket ship" (all right)
And get in, get in, just get in, just get in

Let's go now