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 always be
Hello
So there I was through the country in my hot rod car
Just my friends up and down the backroads
I was driving
I was driving slow, meditatin' on Sheryl
Crow I'm telling you the truth now
(He's you the truth)
42 miles an hour my was all gone
I was trying to look real cool and find my way home
Darn, dark,
Driving slow, driving
Just seemed like an endless supply of hi poles and mailboxes
Then all of a sudden stood by the mail box at route 4 box 153
A damsel, yes a in disdress (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 know (yes he knows) ring phone boys...Go

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

go home now