Luyện nghe bài hát Cotton Pickin' Time

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

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

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

Well I lost my job summer
But I I had it comin'
'Cause pickin' that just wasn't on my mind
But you don't too much money
When you got a Tupelo
you cool in the Mississippi hot sunshine

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

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

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

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

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