Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of Forty Dollars

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

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

I I oughta go and watch 'em
Put him down but I don't own the
And anyway when they talkin'
'Bout the and hell, well I get spooked

So just sit here in my truck
And act like I know him when they pass
And when they're all through
got to go to work and mow the grass

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

That must belong to his uncle
Someone said he a big ole farm
When they get parked I'll down
And look it over that won't do no

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

not even in the ground
And they say his is up for sale
They say she it pretty hard
But you can't tell too much a veil

Now listen ain't that
When the bugler plays the military
I that when you's in the war
They always and played a song like that

Well, here I am and they go
And I guess call it my bad luck
I hope he'll rest in but trouble is
That fellow owed me forty