Luyện nghe bài hát A Chance In Hell

(R. Springer/T. Martin)

Daddy was a man
He never to preachin'
he found heaven in a drink
Well momma was a totin', God fearin' Christian
Would tell the to his fate
what she thinks

As far as daddy
Momma drive
So every Sunday morning he'd us a ride
Well he'd out in the car
Drinkin' Jim Beam from a
But as the summer days grew
He a pew in the back

Daddy had a chance in hell
Somethin' that my momma knew so
While everybody else up
Momma wore him down love
never had a chance in hell

Well, Summer came and
But he stayed in the row
Blamin' it on the cold north wind
Well I that explained
The flannel and jack
But he had no
momma asked about his tie

He'd move up a closer
every passing year
He said it was
He couldn't hear
I never thought that Dad would
Draw a breath
Much less lead us all in
When we mom to rest

never had a chance in hell
Somethin' that my knew so well
everybody else gave up
Momma wore him down love
never had a chance in hell

While everybody gave up
Momma wore him down love
Daddy never had a in hell