Luyện nghe bài hát Crude Oil Blues

CRUDE OIL
Writer Jerry

Well now, listen people let me you some news
I'll sing a called the crude oil blues
low on heat .n all
low on gas
And I'm so cold I'm about to my.....self
We got the crude oil
'Cause the winter time sure gets cold to the bottom of my
Well my hands are shakin' and my are weak
But it because of love
from lack of heat
I'm gonna tell you a story this drunk I know
He kept his basement of homemade brew
But the winter got so bad it screwed up the boy's
He got so cold he had to all his drinkin'
got the crude oil blues
He the wintertime can sure get cold to the bottom of your shoes
He said, burnin' this booze just destroys my
But there's one about it honey
When cold, you're cold
I've got the oil blues
Well, we made this record there was a little bit of doubt
Whether or not the ting was ever gonna out
I said, "hey chief, you this record will be released?"
He said, "Son, we ain't got enough oil to the pressed greased"
We got the crude oil
And son, if we can't make records then we need you
I said, "what am I gonna do if I sing and pick?"
He said, "well just yourself warm playin' all them hot licks
We got the oil blues.
Oh , don't forget to bring in the brass monkey
And remember what Albert Weinstein said...that is condusive to cuddlin...
Honey I love ya but pass the duck down...hey I read a on the pump at my
gas station the other day...
It uh, "he who expecteth nothin' ain't gonna be deceived.