Luyện nghe bài hát Cotton Pickin' Time

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

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

Well, on that cotton pickin'
I met up Becky Morgan
You know that day I get to work on time
And in the of my December
I know I remember
Sowin' oats at cotton time

Well I 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 much
When you got a Tupelo
you cool in the Mississippi hot sunshine

And every pickin' mornin'
I met up Becky Morgan
The whole summer I never got to work on time
And in the of my December
I know I remember
Sowin' oats at cotton 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 still go down there to that
Skinny dip and Becky is just as

Now cotton pickin' mornin'
I wake up with Morgan
And to this day I get to work on time
And in the days of our
I know both remember
Sowin' at cotton pickin' time

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

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