Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of Forty Dollars

The man who preached the
Said it really was a way to die
He down to rest one afternoon
And opened up his eyes

hired me and Fred and Joe
To dig the grave and carry up chairs
It took us seven hours and I
We must've drunk a case of

I guess I oughta go and watch
Put him down but I own the suit
And when they start talkin' 'bout the fire
And hell, I get spooked

So I'll just sit here in my
And act like I know him when they pass
Anyway they're all through
I've got to go to work and mow the

Well, here come and who's that ridin'
In big ole shiny limousine
Look at all that chrome, I do believe
That's the sharpest thing I've

That must to his rich uncle
Someone he owned a great big farm
When they get parked, mosey down
And it over that won't do no harm

Well, that be the widow in the car
And would you a look at that
That sure is a pretty
You know women do look good in black

He's not in the ground
And they say that his track is up for
say she took it pretty hard
But you can't tell too much behind a

Well, listen, that pretty
When that bugler plays the military
I that when you's in the war
They hired and played a song like that

Well, I am and there they go
And I guess you'd just it my bad luck
I hope he'll rest in but trouble is
That fellow owes me forty