Luyện nghe bài hát Cotton Pickin' Time

On a Mississippi
My dad out a warnin'
Son, you better hit that cotton patch
And on my way down to the
As I passed Old Johnson's
I saw Morgan, skinny dippin' nude

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

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

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

And cotton pickin' mornin'
I met up Becky Morgan
The dang summer I never got to work on time
And in the of my December
I I will remember
Sowin' at cotton pickin' time

We've come along way then
Now I own cotton gin
And I bought that mill just to her smile
And to keep our love from old
We go down there to that hole
dip and Becky is just as wild

Now every pickin' 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 remember
Sowin' at cotton pickin' time

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 both remember
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin'

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