Luyện nghe bài hát Big Bad John

Big John. Big John.

Every at the mine you could see him arrive.
He stood six-foot-six and twofortyfive.
King of broad at the
at at the hip

and everybody knew you give no lip to Big John.

Somebody seemed to where John called home.
He drifted into town and stayed all alone.
He did'nt say a kind a quiet and shy

and if you at all
you said "hi" to Big John.

Big John. Big John. Big John.

Big Bad John.

Nobody he came from New Orleans

where he got in a fight a Cajun Queen

and a crashing blow a huge right hand

a Louisiana fellow to the promised land. Big John.

Big John. Big John. Big John.

Big John.

Then came the day at the bottom of the

a timber cracked and the men started craying.
Miners were and hearts beat fast

and everybody thought that they'd breathed their 'cept John.

Through the dust and smoke of this man hell
a giant of a man that the miners knew well.
Grabbed a sagging timber and gave out with a

and like a oak tree
just there alone. Big John.

Big John. Big John. Big John.

Big John.

And all of his strength
he gave a mighty
a miner yelled out
there's a up above!
And men scrambled from a would be grave

and now there's only one left down to save
Big John.

With jacks and timbers they started down

came that rumble way down in the ground

and smoke and gas belched out of mine

knew
it was the end of the for for Big John.

Big John. Big John. Big John.

Big Bad John.

Now never reopened that worthless pit

they placed a marble stand in front of it;
few words are written on that stand:
At the bottom of this mine a big
big Big John.

Big John. Big John.

Big Bad John.

Big John. Big John. ...

Big Bad ...