Luyện nghe bài hát 60 Acres

Turned off the TV, sat to dinner
Phone rang, we saying grace
Grandma died left us acres
The of the old home place

Sixty up on the cap rock
What am I supposed to do with
Uncle got a eight wheeled tractor
it under in nothing flat

We could some maize, we could plant some cotton
We could plant some just to see if they'd grow
But I don't like farming, take the hours
Don't a life that goes so slow

glory, Hallelujah
Right atcha, hope that'll do ya
look at me like there's something I shouldn't have said
Just 'cause that old dead

Glory glory,
Wish do this, hope that'll do ya
Don't look at me like there's I shouldn't have said
Just that old bird's dead

Now, cousin Clifford, he got the land
Right on the highway out by Air road
Looks like a waiting to happen
I to tell you it's a pot of gold

It's in the city and zoned commercial
City and a sewer line
With the base expanding,
worth a fortune and it oughta been mine

Glory glory,
back atcha, don't she look natural?
Don't look at me like something growing out of my head
Just 'cause that old dead