Luyện nghe bài hát Cotton Patch

I was in the middle of the cotton belt, babe
But I ain't stay
lose my shape fast draggin' cotton sacks
And eatin' butter beans

Yeah, I'm a sweet young I just turned eighteen
And I'm the latch
'Cause got too much class
For cotton patch

I've been magazines on
A once a week trip to on Saturday
And I've all pretty clothes and had some rich men
And I know for me

Papa's been tryin' to pair me up with Willie
daddy owns the cotton gin
Ha, I checked Willie out two years ago
And Willie I'm too much for him

It's Monday mornin' four o'clock got my packed
And I'm out where the freeway runs
Here a truck I'm in luck
He's goin' through on a Dallas run

Yeah, I am for big D and I know that's place
For me to make a catch
Well, finally I'm a gettin' my
Out of this patch

I arrived in aboard that big semi
And I felt mighty
Waltzin' into the department store
For to suit my style

And I was doin' pretty
Till wisecracker came on the scene
He me a ripe tomato
But he said I look green

I tried ever door to store in town
But my luck had run
It seemed nobody 'round could recognize
The I'd brought to town

And after all day of looking would you
The only job I land
Was in a dog factory
Stickin' labels on dog cans

Dear mama, how are you, pop and
you're doin' okay
Me, I did find a better job
And all the rich men got

Mama, I've thinkin' pretty soon
You know be nineteen
And I learned a lot about class fast
Mama, know I mean?

Mama, if you'd ask papa if spare a few dollars
I'd catch the next comin' home
And I you if Willie Bond ain't committed
Yet, I'd be to give it a try after all it's been two years