Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad of Forty Dollars

The man who preached the
Said it was a simple way to die
He laid down to rest one
And never opened up his

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

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

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

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

That belong to his great uncle
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?
sure is a pretty dress
You know, some women do good in black

Well, 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 too much behind the veil

Well, listen ain't that
When the bugler plays the, taps'
I think that you's in the war
They hide 'n' play a song like that

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