Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of Forty Dollars

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

hired me and Fred and Joe
To dig the grave and carry up some
It us seven hours and I guess
We must've drunk a of beer

I guess I go and watch them
Put him down but I own the suit
And anyway they 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
when they're all through
I've got to go to and mow the grass

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

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

Well, must be the widow in the car
And would you take a look at
That is a pretty dress
You know some do look good in black

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

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

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