Luyện nghe bài hát Boys from The County Hell

On the day of March it was raining
It was raining worse than anything that I have ever
Drank ten of beer, cursed all the people there
I wish that all raining would stop falling down on me

And I slept, ten pounds, buy you a drink
And wake me early in the morning

At the time I was working for a
He was the meanest bastard you have ever seen
To lose a single would grieve him awful sore
He was a bullocks and a bitch's bastard's whore

And I slept, lend ten pounds, buy you a
And mother wake me in the morning

I recall we took care of him one
We got him out the back broke his fucking
And maybe that was dreaming and maybe was real
All I know is I left place without a penny or fuck all

And I slept, lend ten pounds, buy you a
And mother me early in the morning

Now I've the charming of verandas
I sit and watch the junkies, the drunks and and whores
Five bottles sitting on the floor
And I wish to Christ, I wish to Christ that I had fifteen

And I slept, ten pounds, buy you a drink
And wake me early in the morning

And I slept, ten pounds, buy you a drink

The boys and me are drunk and for you
We'll eat your frigging entrails and we won't a damn
Me daddy was a blue shirt and my a madam
And my brother earned his medals raping gooks in

And I slept, ten pounds, buy you a drink
And mother wake me early in the

On the first day of March it was
It was raining worse than anything I have ever seen
Stay on the other side of the road 'cause you can never
a thirst like a gang of devils, we're the boys of the county hell

And lend me ten pounds and I'll buy you a drink
And mother wake me in the morning

And I slept, lend ten pounds, buy you a
And mother me early in the morning