Luyện nghe bài hát Bootlegger King

Born just of Knoxville to a family both humble and poor
Never asked for anything at the early age of ten newspapers door to door
Then when he was in his teens he dreamed and scheemed for finer
And he finally figured out he would do
To be a big time business man he went and hired old and Stan
And he started holdin' Chattanooga

Soon his pockets with money and his fingers sported flashing diamond rings
He had all he'd ever wanted when they labelled him the king
He always trusted Stan and Hoke to do exactly as told
They were to drive and not to think
A smooth business man and he convinced old Hoke and Stan
That booze was made for selling not to

That old spring city fally never knew all it carried
But they knew when she by the banks
Two rusty rigs roared out of there brakin' scrapin' jammin'
Disguised to look gasoline tanks
He the ways of opperate runnin' Highway 58
Right on into Tennessee
To the sheriff turn his back and face that old green pole and jack
And swap the load at junction Lee

That bootlegger king's fingers with diamond rings
And the lawman never knew quite where to
But they knew it for the truth for a load of proof
He would his old pearl handled 38

Then one day he met a girl the sweetest thing in all the
He knew the time had come to his life
But it kinda to go to church to find the ones that got there first
Was the same crooks he dealt just last night
The only that they believed is honor among the thieves
And he found a lot of partners on the
The choir's mouth were opened wide and that old deacon's eyes
Were focused on that bootlegger

He sat there on the mourners bench that new born baby made him
He he had a lot he must confess
He knew enough to write a book with name of every crook
So he'd the whole rotten mess
And now he's got his conscience clear he still know the name of beer
Though true friends are few and far
He ain't proud of what he had to do he's heard the words that the truth
They're out to get that king
bootlegger king's fingers...