Luyện nghe bài hát Black Texas Dirt

Mama and papa spent the very best of their 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 sundown papa walked that ol' mule
Until the day they laid him away he lived by the golden rule
Black dirt you're full of hurt and you won't geow nothing but weeds
You took my mama and it's true but you ain't a gonna get me
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Yes sun and the rain well they took everything the dirt that would fly in my face
I swore that someday that I'd find me a way to take me away from this
I packed up my belongings for soon I'd be far off to start a new life
And I'd better or I'd have to worry about those dark clouds in the sky

As I reached the gate and turned to take one last
At the old homeplace where I was
I thought I could hear voices to me
But then I thought no that must be the storm
I couldn't get over the feelin' was wrong
That I was leavin' something
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 were with to stay
And that the rain was tears at the skies were shadding because I was goin'
But then a bow of lightnin' from out the blue
Oh that feelings got over me a flood
And for the very first time in my life I knew I had black Texas dirt in my

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