Luyện nghe bài hát Bootlegger King

Born just south of Knoxville to a family both humble and
asked for anything at the early age of ten delivered newspapers door to door
Then he was in his teens he dreamed and scheemed for finer things
And he figured out what he would do
To be a big time business man he went and hired old Hoke and
And he started holdin' booze

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

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

That bootlegger king's fingers with diamond rings
And the lawman knew quite where to wait
But they knew it for the truth for a load of hundred
He would his old pearl handled 38

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

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