Luyện nghe bài hát Country Blues

come all you time people
while got money to spend
tomorrow be Monday
and I'd have a dollar nor a friend
well I've got of money in my pocket
my good time are around
but as soon as my is empty
not a friend on this earth can be
i wrote my little woman a letter people
and i told her i was in
she sent me an answer
sayin honey I'm a go your bail
but I'm still round
this old house this evening
forty dollars won't pay my
corn whiskey has my body poor boy
and my woman is troubling my
Lord my daddy told me a pretty good
and my she told me more
said son if you quit your rowdy ways
you'll trouble at your door
if it wasn't for heartaches and trouble people
Lord i not be here today
i ramble this whole world over
at home i stay
give me corn
on the table when I'm
something tall and cool I'm dry
and a true woman to stand by me
sweet heaven i die
go dig a hole in the meadow good
make it deep in cold cold ground
then around all you kind friends
and see poor rounder go down
and I'm dead and they buried me
my pale face turned to the sun
will you stand and moan little woman
and think of the way you have