Luyện nghe bài hát Blackjack County Chain

I was sittin' beside the road in Blackjack
Not knowing that the sheriff paid a
For men like me who didn't have a penny to names
So he my leg to thirty-five pounds
Of County chain

And all we had to eat was and water
And day we had to build that road a mile and a quarter
And a black sneak would cut our backs
When poor fool complained
But we couldn't back wearin' 35 pounds
Of Blackjack County

And then one night the sheriff was a sleepin'
We all gathered round him creepin'
And heaven help me to forget that in the cold cold rain
When we him to death with a thirty-five pounds
Of Blackjack chain

Now the whip marks have all and I am thankful
there's nothing but a scar around my ankle
But most of all I'm glad no man will be the again
To a black sneak whip and thirty-five
Of Blackjack chain
Blackjack chain
County chain