Song | Cotton Pickin' Time |
Artist | Blake Shelton |
Album | Blake Shelton's Barn And Grill |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Overstreet, Stevens | |
On a Mississippi mornin' | |
My dad yelled out a warnin' | |
Son, you better hit that cotton patch soon | |
And on my way down to the field | |
As I passed | |
Old Johnson's mill | |
I saw Becky | |
Morgan, skinny dippin' nude | |
Well, I couldn't help but stop and stare | |
Hypnotized | |
I stood right there | |
Enchanted by the beauty that | |
I'd seenThen she gave me a come here smile | |
Nearly drove my body wild | |
I fell down tryin' to kick off my jeans | |
Well, on that cotton pickin' mornin' | |
I met up with | |
Becky Morgan | |
You know that day | |
I didn't get to work on time | |
And in the days of my | |
DecemberI know | |
I will remember | |
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time | |
Well I lost my job that summer | |
But I guess | |
I had it comin'' | |
Cause pickin' that cotton just wasn't on my mind | |
But you don't need too much money | |
When you got a | |
Tupelo honey | |
Keepin' you cool in the | |
Mississippi hot sunshine | |
And every cotton pickin' mornin' | |
I met up with | |
Becky Morgan | |
The whole dang summer | |
I never got to work on time | |
And in the days of my | |
DecemberI know | |
I will remember | |
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time | |
We've come along way since then | |
Now I own that cotton gin | |
And I bought that mill just to make her smile | |
And to keep our love from growin' old | |
We still go down there to that hole | |
Skinny dip and | |
Becky is just as wild | |
Now every cotton pickin' mornin' | |
I wake up with | |
Becky Morgan | |
And to this day | |
I never get to work on time | |
And in the days of our | |
DecemberI know we'll both remember | |
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time | |
Now every cotton pickin' mornin' | |
I wake up with | |
Becky Morgan | |
And to this day | |
I never get to work on time | |
And in the days of our | |
DecemberI know we'll both remember | |
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time | |
And we were sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time | |
We were sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time |
zuo qu : Overstreet, Stevens | |
On a Mississippi mornin' | |
My dad yelled out a warnin' | |
Son, you better hit that cotton patch soon | |
And on my way down to the field | |
As I passed | |
Old Johnson' s mill | |
I saw Becky | |
Morgan, skinny dippin' nude | |
Well, I couldn' t help but stop and stare | |
Hypnotized | |
I stood right there | |
Enchanted by the beauty that | |
I' d seenThen she gave me a come here smile | |
Nearly drove my body wild | |
I fell down tryin' to kick off my jeans | |
Well, on that cotton pickin' mornin' | |
I met up with | |
Becky Morgan | |
You know that day | |
I didn' t get to work on time | |
And in the days of my | |
DecemberI know | |
I will remember | |
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time | |
Well I lost my job that summer | |
But I guess | |
I had it comin'' | |
Cause pickin' that cotton just wasn' t on my mind | |
But you don' t need too much money | |
When you got a | |
Tupelo honey | |
Keepin' you cool in the | |
Mississippi hot sunshine | |
And every cotton pickin' mornin' | |
I met up with | |
Becky Morgan | |
The whole dang summer | |
I never got to work on time | |
And in the days of my | |
DecemberI know | |
I will remember | |
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time | |
We' ve come along way since then | |
Now I own that cotton gin | |
And I bought that mill just to make her smile | |
And to keep our love from growin' old | |
We still go down there to that hole | |
Skinny dip and | |
Becky is just as wild | |
Now every cotton pickin' mornin' | |
I wake up with | |
Becky Morgan | |
And to this day | |
I never get to work on time | |
And in the days of our | |
DecemberI know we' ll both remember | |
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time | |
Now every cotton pickin' mornin' | |
I wake up with | |
Becky Morgan | |
And to this day | |
I never get to work on time | |
And in the days of our | |
DecemberI know we' ll both remember | |
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time | |
And we were sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time | |
We were sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time |
zuò qǔ : Overstreet, Stevens | |
On a Mississippi mornin' | |
My dad yelled out a warnin' | |
Son, you better hit that cotton patch soon | |
And on my way down to the field | |
As I passed | |
Old Johnson' s mill | |
I saw Becky | |
Morgan, skinny dippin' nude | |
Well, I couldn' t help but stop and stare | |
Hypnotized | |
I stood right there | |
Enchanted by the beauty that | |
I' d seenThen she gave me a come here smile | |
Nearly drove my body wild | |
I fell down tryin' to kick off my jeans | |
Well, on that cotton pickin' mornin' | |
I met up with | |
Becky Morgan | |
You know that day | |
I didn' t get to work on time | |
And in the days of my | |
DecemberI know | |
I will remember | |
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time | |
Well I lost my job that summer | |
But I guess | |
I had it comin'' | |
Cause pickin' that cotton just wasn' t on my mind | |
But you don' t need too much money | |
When you got a | |
Tupelo honey | |
Keepin' you cool in the | |
Mississippi hot sunshine | |
And every cotton pickin' mornin' | |
I met up with | |
Becky Morgan | |
The whole dang summer | |
I never got to work on time | |
And in the days of my | |
DecemberI know | |
I will remember | |
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time | |
We' ve come along way since then | |
Now I own that cotton gin | |
And I bought that mill just to make her smile | |
And to keep our love from growin' old | |
We still go down there to that hole | |
Skinny dip and | |
Becky is just as wild | |
Now every cotton pickin' mornin' | |
I wake up with | |
Becky Morgan | |
And to this day | |
I never get to work on time | |
And in the days of our | |
DecemberI know we' ll both remember | |
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time | |
Now every cotton pickin' mornin' | |
I wake up with | |
Becky Morgan | |
And to this day | |
I never get to work on time | |
And in the days of our | |
DecemberI know we' ll both remember | |
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time | |
And we were sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time | |
We were sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time |