Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of Forty Dollars

The man who preached the funeral said it really was a way to die
He laied down to one afternoon and never opened up his eyes
They me and Fred and Joe to dig the grave and carry up some chairs
It took us hours and I guess we must have drunk a case of beer

I guess I oughta go and watch put him down but I don't own the suit
And anyway when they start talkin' the fire and hell well I get spooked
So I'll just sit in my truck and act like I don't know him when they pass
And ayway they're all through I've got to go to work and mow the grass

Well here come and who's that riding in that big ol' shiny limousine
Look at all that chrome I do believe that that's the sharpest I've seen
That must belong to his great Uncle someone said he a big ol' farm
When they get parked I'll mosey down and look it over won't do no harm

Well that must be the widow in the car and you take a look at that
sure is a pretty dress you know some women do look good in black
But he's not even in the and they say his track is up for sale
They say she took it pretty hard but you can't tell too much behind a

Well listen ain't pretty when the bugler plays the military taps
I think that when you's in the war they hide and play a song like that
Well here I am and there they go and I you'd call it my bad luck
I hope he'll rest in peace but trouble is the fellow me forty bucks