Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad of Forty Dollars

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

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

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

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

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

That must belong to his great
Someone said, "He a big ol' farm"
they get parked, I'll mosey down
And look it over, that do no harm

Well, that must be the in the car
And would you take a at that?
That sure is a pretty
You know, some women do look in black

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

Well, listen ain't that
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 call it my bad
I hope he rests in peace, the is
The fellow owes me bucks