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 and always will be
Hello
So there I was cruisin' the country in my hot rod car
Just visitin' my up and down the backroads
I was slow
I was driving slow, on Sheryl Crow
Sheryl Crow I'm 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 my way back home
Darn, dark,
slow, driving slow
Just seemed like an endless supply of hi line and mailboxes
Then all of a sudden there by the mail box at route 4 box 153
A damsel, yes a damsel in (alright)
A damsel in disdress high heels
big blue eyes that made the darkness crawl
And a smile could make a man cry
Yes I know (yes he knows) ring that boys...Go

I stopped and "'hello
And you are without a doubt the most magnolia I have ever seen in my life"
She said "shut up party
are you doing tonight riding 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 said "well Marty party do you 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, this here is my ship" (all right)
And get in, just get in, just get in, get in

go home now