Luyện nghe bài hát Country Blues

come all you good people
while got money to spend
tomorrow might be
and I'd have a dollar nor a friend
well I've got plenty of money in my
my time friends are around
but as soon as my is empty
not a friend on earth can be found
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 walking round
this old jail house evening
forty won't pay my fine
corn whiskey has my body poor boy
and my is troubling my mind
Lord my daddy me a pretty good people
and my momma she told me
said son if you don't your rowdy ways
you'll have trouble at your
if it wasn't for heartaches and good people
Lord i would not be today
i will ramble whole world over
at home i cannot
me corn bread
on the table I'm hungry
something and cool when I'm dry
and a true loving woman to by me
heaven when i die
go dig a hole in the good people
make it deep in that cold ground
then gather around all you kind
and see poor rounder go down
and when I'm and they buried me
with my face turned to the sun
will you stand around and moan woman
and think of the way you have