Luyện nghe bài hát Tramp

What you me?

Oh you
You don't continental clothes or Stetson hats
I tell you one doggone thing
It makes me feel to know one thing

I know I'm a
Matter of opinion,
That's all right, was
So
too
And I'm the child
Lovin' is all I to do

You what, Otis?

You're
all right
You straight from the woods
That's
You know You wear overalls
And big old brogan
And you a haircut, tramp

Woman, you foolin'
Ooh, I'm a
Mama was, Grandmama, too
They'll you one
Oh, alright

And I'm the son of a gun, yeah, this side of the sun

That's right, that's you are

You know I'm no tramp

You what, Otis?
I don't care what you say, you're still a

That's
You even got a fat bankroll in your pocket
You probably haven't got twenty-five cents

I got six Cadillacs, five
Four Fords, six Mercuries, T-Birds, Mustang
Ooh, I'm a
true about me
My was, my Papa too

I tell you one
tell me

I'm the son of a gun, yeah this side of the sun

You're a tramp,
No I'm not
I don't care what you say, still a tramp
Don't me that

here you ain't got no money
I got
You can't buy me all those minks and sables and all that I want
I can buy you minks, rats, frogs, squirrels,
Anything you want,

Look, you can go out in the woods catch them, baby
Oh, you
still a tramp
That's
You a tramp, Otis, you just a
That's

You wear overalls, you a haircut, baby

Cut off some of that hair off head
You you a lover, huh?