Luyện nghe bài hát Tramp

What you me?

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

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

You what, Otis?

You're
all right
You straight the Georgia woods
good
You know what? You wear
And big old brogan
And you need a haircut,

Haircut? Woman, you
Ooh, I'm a
was, Grandmama, Papa too
They'll you one
Oh, that's

And I'm the only son of a gun, yeah, 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 haven't even got twenty-five cents

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

I you one thing
Well me

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

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

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

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

You overalls, you need a haircut, baby

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