Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of Bill Crump

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He used body for ninety some years
Figured it had treated him
And he left it
He put it away in some real wood

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

Now most folks use heads and hands
And think of themselves
His there
But his spirit's else

'Cause he built the church and he built the
He built the cradles and the furniture for the
Folks in Avery County say he was better than good
Probably one of the reasons the made wood

He built the church and he built the