Luyện nghe bài hát Dark as a Dungeon

It's as as a dungeon way down in the mine...
SPOKEN: I never will forget one time when I was on a little visit down home in Ebenezer, Kentucky. I was a-talkin' to an old man that had known me ever since the day I was born, and an old friend of the family. He says, "Son, you don't know how lucky you are to have a nice job like you've got and don't have to dig out a livin' from under these old hills and hollers like me and your pappy used to." When I asked him why he never had left and tried some other kind of work, he says, "Nawsir, you just won't do that. If ever you get this old coal dust in blood, you're just gonna be a plain old coal miner as long as you live." He went on to say, "It's a habit (CHUCKLE) sorta like chewin' tobaccer."
Come and listen you fellows, so and so fine,
And seek not your fortune in the dark, mines.
It will form as a habit and seep in soul,
'Till the stream of blood is as black as the coal.
CHORUS: It's dark as a and damp as the dew,
Where danger is and pleasures are few,
Where the never falls and the sun never shines
It's dark as a way down in the mine.
It's a man I have seen in my day,
Who lived just to his whole life away.
a fiend with his dope and a drunkard his wine,
A man will have lust for the of the mines.
I hope when I'm gone and the ages roll,
My will blacken and turn into coal.
Then I'll look the door of my heavenly home,
And the miner a-diggin' my bones.
ADDITIONAL RARELY PERFORMED BY MERLE TRAVIS:
The midnight, the morning, or the of day,
Is the to the miner who labors away.
Where the demons of death often by surprise,
One fall of the slate and buried alive.