Luyện nghe bài hát Choctaw Bingo

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

You know he no longer travels but still pretty spry
He's not much on talking and he's too mean to die
And they'll be comin' from Kansas and from west Arkansas
It'll be one great big old party like you saw

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

He plays that Choctaw Bingo every Friday
You know he had to Texas but he won't say why
He owns a quarter section up by Eufala
Caught a great big ol' blue cat on a jug line

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

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

He was going to Dallas, Texas in a truck
Called from that big McDonald's, you know the one 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 rings
In the Cherokee Nation hit late that night
Somebody ran a stoplight at the Shawnee
Roscoe tried to miss 'em but he didn't

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

And he stopped off in Tushka at that Pop's and Gun place
Bought a SKS and a couple full cases
Of that steel ammo with the Berdan primers
From some East bloc nation that no longer 'em

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

Ruth Ann and Lynn come from Baxter Springs
And that's one hell raisin' town way up in Southeastern
Got a biker bar next to the store
That's got them Rolling lips up there

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

Ann and Lynn, they wear them cut off britches
And those little halters and they're second cousins to me
Man I care I want to get between 'em
With a great big ol' on like a old Bois D' Arc fence post
You could a pipe rail gate from do some
Sisters twisted 'til the cows come home and we'd be havin' us a

Uncle got his Texan pride
in the thickets with his Asian bride
He's cut that corner pasture acre lots
He sells 'em owner financed strictly to

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

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