Luyện nghe bài hát Crude Oil Blues

CRUDE OIL
Writer Jerry

Well now, listen people let me you some news
sing a song called the crude oil blues
We're low on .n all
low on gas
And I'm so cold I'm about to my.....self
We got the oil blues
the winter time sure gets cold to the bottom of my shoes
Well my hands are shakin' and my are weak
But it ain't of love
from lack of heat
I'm gonna tell you a anout this drunk I know
He kept his basement full of brew
But the winter got so bad it up the boy's thinkin'
He got so cold he had to burn all his
He's got the oil blues
He said the can sure get cold to the bottom of your shoes
He said, this booze just destroys my soul
But one thing about it honey
When you're cold, you're
got the crude oil blues
Well, when we made this there was a little bit of doubt
Whether or not the ting was ever gonna out
I said, "hey chief, you reckon record will be released?"
He said, "Son, we ain't got oil to keep 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 Weinstein said...that coolin' is condusive to cuddlin...
Honey I love ya but pass the duck down...hey I a sign on the pump at my
Favorite gas the other day...
It said uh, "he who nothin' ain't gonna be deceived.