Luyện nghe bài hát Black Texas Dirt

Mama and papa spent the very best years of life on the west Texas farm
Tryin' to scratch a livin' the black land dirt that traded them only with storm
From way before sunup to way up to papa walked behind that ol' mule
Until the day that laid him away he lived by the golden rule
Black Texas dirt full of hurt and you won't geow nothing but weeds
You my mama and papa it's true but you ain't a gonna get me
[ ac.guitar ]
Yes sun and the rain well they took cept the dirt that would fly in my face
I that someday that I'd find me a way to take me away from this place
I packed up my belongings for soon I'd be goin' far off to start a new
And I'd better hurry or I'd have to worry those dark clouds in the sky

As I reached the and turned to take one last look
At the old homeplace I was born
I thought I hear voices callin' to me
But then I thought no that must be the storm
I couldn't get the feelin' something was wrong
That I was leavin' behind
I couldn't put my finger on it but I get that off my mind
It seemed as if the wind was mama's and voices
And that they pleading with to stay
And that the rain was tears at the were shadding because I was goin' away
But then like a bow of from out the blue
Oh that got over me like a flood
And for the very first time in my life I knew I had Texas dirt in my blood

Black Texas dirt you're full of hurt and you won't nothing but weeds
You took my mama and papa it's true and now you're a gonna me