Luyện nghe bài hát Cold, Cold Ground

Oh the clock here in the barroom says its half past nine. Thats how long it takes me to drink my first bottle of wine.
Yes every fifteen minutes, I can drink another bottle down and get fifteen minutes closer to that cold,cold ground, to cold cold ground.
Well I I'll play the jukebox and light up another cigarette
They say for every puff of that loving smoke you get another closer to death.
Well I smoke two or packs a day and my arithmatic is not to sound.
But I know I'm hours closer to that cold,cold ground.
To that cold, ground.
Now this morning I had me a woman and a so nice and fine.
But this evening I watched her board that train and move on the line.
Our love was so good but now she's gone and is what I've found.
Her leaving sure me closer to that cold, cold ground.
To cold, cold ground.
Well I'm standing in the back alley a pistol in my hand.
I never a womens 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 cold, cold ground.Put me in that cold, cold ground.