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 delivered newspapers to door
when he was in his teens he dreamed and scheemed for finer things
And he finally figured out he would do
To be a big time business man he went and hired old Hoke and
And he started holdin' Chattanooga

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

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

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

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

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