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 never opened up his

They hired me and and Joe
To dig the grave and up some chairs
It took us seven
And I guess, we have drunk a case of beer

I guess, I ought to go and them put him down
But I don't own a
And anyway when they start talkin'
The fire in hell, well, I get

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

Well, here they come and that
Ridin' in big ol' shiny limousine
Mmh! look at all chrome, I do believe
That that's the sharpest thing seen

That must to his great uncle
said, "He owned a big ol' farm"
When get parked, I'll mosey down
And it over, that won't do no harm

Well, that be the widow in the car
And you take 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 say that his truck is up for sale
They say, she it pretty hard
But you can't tell too much behind the

Well, ain't that pretty
When the bugler plays the, 'Military
I think that when in the war
always hide 'n' play a song like that

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