Luyện nghe bài hát Cotton Pickin' Time

On a mornin'
My dad yelled out a
Son, you better hit that patch soon
And on my way to the field
As I passed Old mill
I saw Becky Morgan, skinny dippin'

Well, I couldn't help but and stare
I stood right there
Enchanted by the beauty I'd seen
Then she gave me a come smile
Nearly drove my wild
I fell tryin' to kick off my jeans

Well, on cotton pickin' mornin'
I met up with Morgan
You that day I didn't get to work on time
And in the days of my
I know I will
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin'

I lost my job that summer
But I I had it comin'
'Cause pickin' that cotton just wasn't on my
But you don't need too money
When you got a honey
Keepin' you cool in the Mississippi hot

And every pickin' mornin'
I met up with Morgan
The whole dang summer I never got to work on
And in the days of my
I know I remember
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin'

We've come along way then
Now I own cotton gin
And I bought that just to make her smile
And to our love from growin' old
We still go down there to that
Skinny dip and Becky is just as

Now every cotton mornin'
I wake up with Morgan
And to this day I never get to on time
And in the of our December
I know we'll remember
Sowin' oats at pickin' time

Now every cotton mornin'
I up with Becky Morgan
And to day I never get to work on time
And in the of our December
I know we'll both
oats at cotton pickin' time

And we were sowin' oats at pickin' time
We were sowin' oats at cotton pickin'