Luyện nghe bài hát Bootlegger's Advice

I make my money speakeasy gin
defying and law
every time the blind pig comes to his cut
he a sickly look on his jaw

I know I''ve got a tarnished
but man I sure can think on my
I know it''s not the finest station in
but that''s how it goes

I am a man of low
I rarely recognize my
but I do I go to Ponchetrain
and spend a time with my still

I am not to evangelize
or to crooked dice
but take it from uncle call it bootlegger''s advice
vices are the spices of my