Luyện nghe bài hát Bootlegger King

Born just south of Knoxville to a family humble and poor
Never asked for anything at the early age of ten delivered 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 man he went and hired old Hoke and Stan
And he holdin' Chattanooga booze

his pockets filled with money and his fingers sported flashing diamond rings
He had all he'd ever wanted when they labelled him the king
He always Stan and Hoke to do exactly as were 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 not to drink

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

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

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

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