Luyện nghe bài hát Choctaw Bingo

Strap kids in give 'em a little bit of vodka
In a Coke, we're going to Oklahoma
To the family for the first time in years
It's up at uncle Slayton's 'cause he's getting on in

You know he no longer travels but still pretty spry
He's not much on talking and just too mean to die
And they'll be comin' down from Kansas and from Arkansas
be one great big old party like you never saw

Uncle Slayton's got his pride
Back in the with his Asian bride
He's got a Airstream trailer and a cow
He still makes whiskey 'cause he still how

He plays that Choctaw every Friday night
You know he had to leave but he won't say why
He owns a quarter section up by Lake
a great big ol' blue cat on a driftin' jug line

Sells his hardwood timber to the chipping
Cooks that meth because the shine don't sell
He cooks that crystal meth because the don't sell
You know he likes money, he don't mind the smell

My cousin Roscoe, Slayton's boy
From his second marriage up in
He's in East St. Louis by his momma's people
Where they do things different thought just come down

He was to Dallas, Texas in a semi truck
Called from that big McDonald's, you the one that's built up
On that big ol' bridge across the Will Rogers Turnpike
Took the Big Cabin exit, and bought a cartons of cigarettes

At that Indian smoke shop with the big neon smoke
In the Cherokee Nation hit late that night
ran a stoplight at the Shawnee Bypass
Roscoe tried to miss 'em but he didn't

Bob and Mae come up from some town
Way by Lake Texoma where he coaches football
They two a champions now for two years running
But he they won't be this year, no they won't be this year

And he stopped off in at that Pop's Knife and Gun place
Bought a SKS rifle and a couple full
Of that core ammo with the Berdan primers
From some bloc nation that no longer needs 'em

And a Desert Eagle that's one great big ol'
I mean, 50 caliber by bad ass Hebrews
And surplus tracers for that old bar of Slayton's
it gets dark we're gonna have us a time
We're gonna have us a

Ruth Ann and Lynn down from Baxter Springs
And that's one raisin' town way up in Southeastern Kansas
Got a biker bar to the lingerie store
got them Rolling Stones lips up there

in pink neon
And they ride down where everyone can see 'em
And burn all night, you know they burn all night
You know they burn all

Ruth Ann and Lynn, wear them cut off britches
And those skinny little and they're second cousins to me
Man I don't I want to get between 'em
With a great big ol' on like a old Bois D' Arc fence post
You could hang a pipe rail gate from do
Sisters 'til the cows come home and we'd be havin' us a time

Uncle Slayton's got his pride
Back in the thickets with his bride
cut that corner pasture into acre lots
He sells 'em owner financed to them

That's got no kind of 'cause he knows they're slackers
When they that payment, then he takes it back
He plays that Choctaw Bingo every night
He drinks his Johnny Walker at that 69

We're gonna strap them kids in give 'em a bit O' Benadryl
And a Cherry Coke we're to Oklahoma
Gonna us a time, gonna have us a time