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 opened up his eyes

They me and Fred and Joe
To dig the and carry up some chairs
It took us hours
And I guess we must've drunk a case of

I guess I to go and watch them put him down
But I own a suit
And anyway when they start about
The in Hell, well, I get spooked

So, I'll sit here in my truck
And act like I don't know him when pass
Anyway, when all through
I've got to go to work and mow the

Well, here they come and that
in that big ol' shiny limousine
Look at all chrome, I do believe
That that's the thing I've seen

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

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

Well, he's not in the ground
And they say his truck is up for sale
say she took it pretty hard
But you can't too much behind the veil

Well, listen, ain't pretty
When the bugler the Military Taps
I that when you's in the war
always hide 'n play a song like that

Well, here I am and they go
And I guess you'd call it my bad luck
I hope he in peace, the trouble is
The fellow owes me bucks