Luyện nghe bài hát Dry County Blues

one traffic light in front of the high
in the parking lot fixing to lie to
an old worn-out deputy, don't carry a gun

there's a car full of looking to score
from one of them trailer court front drug stores
and a coal miner on a long West Virginia beer run

dry blues, not a beer joint in sight
half the county's laid off, up or gettin' high

at the head of the holler a makeshift casino
with a rusty table and blackjack and bingo
ain't nothing as long as the sheriff gets paid

there's good Christian women locking their doors
their daughters don't turn into meth whores
while their sons are out drinkin' and drivin' and to get laid

nowhere to go, not a damn to do
so you a blind eye, and barely get by
dry county