Luyện nghe bài hát Accidents

Oh, come now dear
And turn blood to choice
You know I think young
Are spent and seen their day

My bares the scars of work
While my has cut the cost
If my word to God isnt
Then Ill be to say

Babe, this be so bad
Only I did love the way she danced

Oh, now Preacher
Where this begins to spoil
You know I think these
Are done and have seen day

But I should remove tongues
Of curse and away?
Oh, dirty game I play

Long-Arm, you
Go run to Mama
A good boy gets to dance

Long-Arm, you
Go run to Mama
These good boys never get a

Long-Arm, you
Go run to Mama
A boy never gets to dance

Long-Arm, you
Go run to Mama
These good never get a chance