Luyện nghe bài hát Black Jack Fletcher And Mississippi Sam

Every Friday about sundown
Old Jack Fletcher and Mississippi Sam
Come ridin' mules and leading their hounds
to my place

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

They turn the hounds and let 'em run
Drink a whiskey and have a lot of fun
Talk about the days when they were
Than

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

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

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

Well, old Jack Fletcher was an ornery man
And Mississippi Sam didn't a damn
They'd a lady from a man
he was lookin'

Well, there ain't no doubt they were outlaws
Turnin' yellow corn into
But they hurt no one
Who didn't a hurtin'

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

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

Now I wouldn't take nothin' for those
And every now and then I their graves
And as the moon in the haze
I me a drink to Fletcher and Sam