Luyện nghe bài hát Billy, Boney & Ma

Well, went down to the battleground
To a little trinket he could call his own
see nothin' lying around
He decided he'd dig

he dug her up and he dug her down
'Fore too long he some bones
Poor little Billy couldn't a sound
When the bones sat up and

Oh Billy, you like a fine young man
No reason to be a tremblin'
Come over and shake my hand
Make my proud

Well Billy, he was he could hardly stand
Whether he could move, he know
But he knew he had to formulate some kinda
Or try the patience

The first thing he to do was breathe
So he gulped in some of that air
Next he wanted to do was leave
But Billy raised up rude

Well, the boneman and he gave a heave
All of a he was loomin' there
off dirt and actin' pleased
Things look too good

Well Billy, he what the hell
You don't meet a boneman day
A little bit skinny but you never can
He might be a pretty guy

Well, they started off with the old soft
too long they were jawin' away
By the time the darkness
They seein' socket to eye

They decided then on a life of crime
With the boneman's looks and brains
They could scare old out of his last dime
Might as have a go

Billy, he the place and time
From the corner to the railroad train
Boney'd flash him a sublime
And Billy grab the dough

They decided, they might as start right then
Time's so they say
They for the park where the lights are dim
And only the tread

He was whistlin' a when they spotted him
along, so plump and gay
Boney gave him a big grin
And Billy his bread

Next come a of the night
Boney saddled up and said
Gave the poor such a terrible fright
She dead away

Billy her purse and her earrings bright
Diamond rings and you know
Couldn't out, try as they might
Why ever worked a single day

Billy's ended up in ruin you know
They were workin' a little neighborhood
Spied an old about eighty or so
looked too easy

Boney put on a pretty show
'Cause little ol' didn't see too good
My kind Sir all bones you know
You something hot and greasy

Grabbed ol' Boney him inside
Billy peeked in through the sill
She fed him boiled and baked and
Ol' Boney he's chewin' like

He gobbled up he tried
Pounds added on you know they will
Billy laid in the dirt and cried
Watchin' Boney gettin' fat and

Well, back workin' his job by day
Sleep'n it ain't so bad
Never liked stealin'
gives a guy the willies

Boney and Ma got a new
baked beans you ever had
Ma's any day
And they say they're gonna name him