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

hired me and Fred and Joe
To dig the grave and carry up some
It us seven hours and
I guess we must have a case of beer

I guess I oughta go and 'em
Put him but I don't own the suit
And anyway when they start
'Bout the and hell, well I get spooked

So I'll just sit here in my
And act like I don't know him when they
And anyway when all through
got to go to work and mow the grass

Well, here they come and who's that
In that big ole shiny
Hmm, look at all that
I do believe that's the sharpest thing I've seen

That must belong to his uncle
Someone he owned a big ole farm
When they get parked mosey down
And look it over that do no harm

Well, must be the widow in the car
And would you take a at that
sure is a pretty dress
You know some women do good in black

He's not in the ground
And say his track is up for sale
They say she it pretty hard
But you tell too much behind a veil

Now listen that pretty
the bugler plays the military taps
I that when you's in the war
They always hired and a song like that

Well, here I am and they go
And I you'd call it my bad luck
I hope rest in peace but trouble is
That owed me forty bucks