Luyện nghe bài hát A Week in a Country Jail

One time I spent a week a little country jail
And I guess I'll ever live it down
I was at a red light when these two men came and got me
And said that I was through their town

Well, they said,"Tomorrow morning you can see the judge go"
They let me call one on the phone
I thought I'd be there overnight so I just called my
To him I'd be off but not for long

Well, they me inside a cell with seven other guys
One barred up window in the rear
My cellmates said if they had let me bring money in
We ought to send the for some beer

Well, I had to pay him double 'cause he was the man in
And the job was not the best in town
Later on his wife brought hot bologna, and gravy
The first day I was I turned it down

Well, next morning they just let us but I was up real early
Wonderin' I'd get my release
on we got more hot bologna, eggs and gravy
And by now I wasn't so hard to please

Two days later when I thought I had been forgotten
The sheriff came in on a straw
He said, "Where is the guy who that this is Indianapolis?
I'd like to talk to him the law"

Well, I told him who I was and told him I was steady
And I really should be on my way
That about me bein' who I was did not impress him
He said, "The be here any day"

The jailer had a wife and let me you she was awful
But she brought that hot bologna day
And after seven days she got to so much better
I asked her if she'd like to run

The next mornin' that old judge every nickel that I had
And he said, "Son, let teach you not to race"
The jailer's wife was smilin' from the as I left
In thirty I was out of state