Luyện nghe bài hát Copperhead Road

Well my John Lee Pettimore
Same as my and his Daddy before
You hardly saw grandaddy down here
He only come to town about a year
He'd buy a pounds of yeast and some copper line

knew that he made moonshine
Now the revenue man grandad bad
He headed up the holler everything he had
'fore my time but I've been
He never come from Copperhead Road

Now Daddy ran the in a big block Dodge
Bought it at an auction at the mason's
Johnson County sheriff on the side
Just shot a of primer then he looked inside
him and my uncle tore that engine down

I still remember that rumblin'
Then the sheriff around in the middle of the night
Heard cryin', knew something wouldn't right
He was headed down to with the weekly load
You could smell the burnin' down Copperhead Road

I volunteered for the army on my
They draft the white trash first, 'round anyway
I two tours of duty in Vietnam
I came home a brand new plan
I'd the seed from Colombia and Mexico

plant it up the holler down Copperhead Road
Now the D.E.A.'s got a in the air
I wake up screaming like I'm over there
I learned a thing or two from Charlie you know
You better stay away from Copperhead

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