Luyện nghe bài hát Cold, Cold Ground

Oh the clock here in the barroom says its half past nine. Thats usually how it takes me to drink my first bottle of wine.
Yes every minutes, I can drink another bottle down and get fifteen minutes closer to that cold,cold ground, to that cold cold ground.
Well I think I'll the jukebox and light up another cigarette
They say for every of that loving smoke you get another minute closer to death.
Well I smoke two or three a day and my arithmatic is not to sound.
But I I'm getting hours closer to that cold,cold ground.
To cold, cold ground.
Now this morning I had me a and a love so nice and fine.
But this I watched her board that train and move on down the line.
Our love was so good but now she's gone and this is I've found.
Her leaving sure brought me closer to cold, cold ground.
To that cold, ground.
Well I'm standing in the back alley a pistol in my hand.
I never thought a love could do this to a man.
I hear that hammr clickin',what a sweet, sound.
Let my tombstone read "no liquor, no smoke, no drugs, but a woman's love put me in that cold, ground.Put me in that cold, cold ground.