Luyện nghe bài hát Crow Hollow Blues

Workin' in the sun, down the tar
If we a run fer it, we wouldn't get far
Shovel on a stone, diggin' deeper
Every day a good day that you above

Hear that a-laughin' at me
Rain down on the hangman tree
Swing that shovel, and push that
Brady got it in the back, you it gotta hurt
One day last week, the boss man slept
shovelin' for a while and we all made a bet
Who could run an' a frog, or grab a dandelion
got caught, he in the hothouse fryin'

Hear crow a-laughin' at me
Rain comin' down on the tree
Some people gone missin', people have died
You know when God'll kick you offa this ride
cuttin' me a notch on the bunkhouse floor
One for every year, and now I'm fourty-four
Swing that shovel, and that dirt
got it in the back, you know it gotta hurt
Workin' in the sun, scrapin' the tar
If we made a run fer it, we get far
We and strain, we kick and scream
We may be just a drop of rain a-swimmin' in a