Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of Forty Dollars

The man who preached the
it really was a simple way to die
He laid to rest one afternoon
And never up his eyes

They me and Fred and Joe
To dig the grave and carry up some
It took us hours and I guess
We drunk a case of beer

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

So I'll just sit here in my
And act like I don't know him when they
Anyway when all through
I've got to go to and mow the grass

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

That belong to his rich uncle
Someone said he owned a big farm
When get parked, I'll mosey down
And look it over won't do no harm

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

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

Well, listen, that pretty
that bugler plays the military taps?
I think when you's in the war
They always hired and played a like that

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