Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of Bill Crump

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

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

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

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

One day said, Mama I'm gettin' old
I you to measure me good
I'm goin' out to that wood
And get myself wood

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

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

Now Bill worked on coffin
Like he was gonna be awhile
He'd the folks and rub that wood
And then stand back and

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

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

Now most folks use their and hands
And just of themselves
His there
But his someplace else

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

He built the and he built the pews