Luyện nghe bài hát Choctaw Bingo

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

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

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

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

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

My cousin Roscoe, oldest boy
From his marriage up in Illinois
He's raised in East St. Louis by his people
they do things different thought he'd just come down

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

At that Indian smoke shop with the big neon rings
In the Cherokee Nation hit Muskogee late night
ran a stoplight at the Shawnee Bypass
Roscoe tried to miss 'em but he quite

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

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

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

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

in pink neon
And they ride down town everyone can see 'em
And they burn all night, you know they burn all
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' hard on like a old Bois D' Arc fence
You hang a pipe rail gate from do some
Sisters twisted 'til the cows home and we'd be havin' us a time

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

got no kind of credit 'cause he knows they're slackers
When they miss that payment, then he it back
He plays that Choctaw 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 goin' to
Gonna have us a time, gonna have us a