Luyện nghe bài hát Country Blues

come all you good time
while I've got money to
might be Monday
and I'd have a dollar nor a friend
well I've got of money in my pocket
my good friends are around
but as as my pocketbook is empty
not a friend on this can be found
i wrote my little woman a good people
and i told her i was in
she sent me an answer
sayin I'm a coming go your bail
but I'm walking round
this old jail this evening
dollars won't pay my fine
corn whiskey has surrounded my body boy
and my woman is troubling my
my daddy told me a pretty good people
and my momma she me more
said son if you don't quit your ways
you'll have trouble at your
if it wasn't for heartaches and good people
Lord i not be here today
i ramble this whole world over
at home i cannot
give me corn
on the table when I'm
tall and cool when I'm dry
and a true loving to stand by me
sweet when i die
go dig a hole in the good people
make it deep in cold cold ground
then around all you kind friends
and see this rounder go down
and when I'm dead and buried me
with my pale turned to the sun
you stand around and moan little woman
and of the way you have done