Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of Bill Crump

Now I hear a lot of tall stories since my is writin' songs
And now and then if you listen real close
A good true one comes
And this is the story of old Bill Crump from the North Carolina
Nat Winston of Nashville this man real well

He built the and he built the pews
He the cradles and the furniture for the schools
Folks in Avery County say that he was better good
Probably one of the reasons the Lord made

Now men have faults and Bill's was
He to sip that corn
He ninety some years that way
Don't guess it was him none

You could take him a picture a catalog
He build anything he'd see
He could make
That you make out of the tree

One day Bill said, Mama I'm old
I want you to me good
I'm goin' out to wood pile
And get some wood

And I'm gonna me a coffin
I want it to fit me
The way I it
I've got about enough

He built the church and he built the
He built the and the furniture for the schools
Folks in Avery County say that he was than good
Probably one of the the Lord made wood

Now worked on that coffin
Like he was be there awhile
He'd show the and rub that wood
And stand back and smile

He used body for ninety some years
it had treated him good
And when he it
He put it away in some fine wood

Oh, now old Bill's sleepin'
In the hills of North
In his homemade
Handrubbed walnut velvet

Now folks use their heads and hands
And think of themselves
His body's
But his spirit's someplace

'Cause he built the and he built the pews
He the cradles and the furniture for the schools
Folks in Avery County say that he was better good
Probably one of the reasons the Lord made

He built the church and he built the