Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of Forty Dollars

The man who the funeral said it really was a simple way to die
He laied to rest one afternoon and opened up his eyes
They hired me and Fred and Joe to dig the grave and carry up some
It took us seven and I guess we must've drunk a case of beer
I guess I oughta go and watch them put him down but I own the suit
And anyway when they start talkin' the fire and hell well I get spooked
So I'll just sit here in my truck and act I don't know him when they pass
Anyway they're all through I've got to go to work and mow the grass
Here they come and who's that ridin' in that big ole shiny
Look at all chrome I do believe that's the sharpest thing I've seen
must belong to his rich Uncle someone said he owned a big ole farm
When they get parked I'll down and look it over that won't do no harm
Well must be the widow in the car and would you take a look at that
That sure is a dress you know some women do look good in black
He's 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 veil
Listen ain't pretty when the bugler plays the military taps
I think that when you's in the war they always and played a song like that
here I am and there they go and I guess you'd just call it my bad luck
I hope he'll rest in peace but trouble is that fellow owes me bucks