Luyện nghe bài hát Black Jack Fletcher And Mississippi Sam

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

They holler, "Hey, son, you got a drink
make it hard on you if in you ain't
I'd and point to a jug
Coolin' in the

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

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

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

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

Well, old Black Fletcher was an ornery man
And Mississippi Sam didn't give a
steal a lady from a man
While he was

Well, there ain't no doubt were both outlaws
yellow corn into alcohol
But never hurt no one
Who didn't need a

Jack Fletcher and Mississippi Sam
Always in and out of a jam
up their own law of the land
While a

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

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