Luyện nghe bài hát Boss Jack

Pick a lot o'cotton, drag a sack
Comin' the field, well, I see Boss Jack
He's a straddle of a single foot roan
When you know horse, you'll leave him alone

The ole roan's got green in his
Mean as the devil and as wise
A fire in his nose and a bow in his
Can't nobody ride him but Jack

Come on children, bend back
a little faster, fill your sack
Then you hitch up the wagon, it to the gin
pickin' before the winter sets in

Now here while back, when the crop was by
Remember who took us on a big fish
Caught a heap of catfish, eye and carp
and sang to the guitar and the harp

Well, someday old Boss is gonna set us all free
gonna blow for you and me
Angels gonna bring chariot from above floppin'
Their wings like a turtle dove, on children