Luyện nghe bài hát Black Jack Fletcher And Mississippi Sam

Every evening about sundown
Old Black Fletcher and Mississippi Sam
ridin' their mules and leading their hounds
Down to my

They holler, "Hey, son, have you got a
Gonna make it hard on you if in you
I'd and point to a jug
in the spring

They turn the loose and let 'em run
Drink a little whiskey and a lot of fun
Talk the days when they were younger
nowadays

Talk the women young and old
It was hard to all the stories told
And I wondered how got to be as old
As are now

Well, Black Fletcher and Mississippi Sam
Fought together in
Mean as but they say
"Yes, ma'am" to momma

They gambled away all the money made
Knowing they were never gonna change their
Living out every day
Like another wasn't

Well, old Black Jack was an ornery man
And Mississippi Sam give a damn
They'd steal a lady a man
he was lookin'

Well, there ain't no they were both outlaws
Turnin' corn into alcohol
But never hurt no one
Who need a hurtin'

Black Jack and Mississippi Sam
Always in and out of a jam
Makin' up their own law of the
a runnin'

They life was just a luck of the draw
So they played a game with the law
and sayin'
"A catchin' comes a hangin'"

Now I wouldn't take nothin' for days
And every now and then I visit graves
And as the hangs in the haze
I have me a to Fletcher and Sam