Luyện nghe bài hát Drinker Born

Drinker
Rayna Gellert, Uncle

I up my bootlegger
Begged him to to town
if you dont bring me another quart of corn
Gonna jump in that river and
Gonna in that river and drown

And its oh, its a life
When a drinker born
The thing I ever did wrong
Was take that sip of corn

My mama told me
be the ruin of you
Now Ive lost my home and Ive my love
What is a poor to do
Tell me is a poor girl to do

Now you see that lonesome dove
Flying from pine to
mourning for her own lost home
Just I mourn for mine
like I mourn for mine

Wont you pass me your
Be it or rye
If I dont get some soon
lay me down and die
Gonna lay me and die