Luyện nghe bài hát Flinty Kind Of Woman

It's a small life and I like it
'Cause the bad don't get in way
There's an angry god, they're strike it
Yeah that's what we pay him for, that's why we

Well I guess the angry God he was
When called me up with the news
Within the space of a yeah, a pervert or a sex freak
Let the kids take a peek, that's than a little cheek

No pun intended,
Going of Mississippi got a flinty kind of woman
And you don't act smart and you don't touch my
If the man wants to see the sun go down

Well there was no time fooling with the
So there was no use in the men
They would just go for their rifles
And once you got him couldn't get him again

So peg got a of fishing tackle
And got her gardening clips
And Sally Labiche put her on a leash
And the timer on the quiche, kind of nouveau riche

But we like her,
Going east of Mississippi got a flinty kind of
And you don't act fresh and you don't my children
If the man wants to see the sun go down

It was the kids who spotted him a
As we through the harbor fog
And that's when we got our gunning
we knew he was headed for the cranberry bog

We got our hip-high rubber boots on
And got the big flashlights out
And by the welcome to new England
Got him with the line in the dark smell of brine
Betty this one is mine

She is ruthless,
Going east of Mississippi got a flinty kind of
And you just say no and you don't my children
If the man wants to see the sun go down

Well we didn't have to him and a-jail him
'Cause you have to take it so far
When your roots go to old Salem
And you've got a chapter of the Dar

And now I don't go on my lobsters
'Cause your pride doesn't go your plaid
But it's a victory won and it be done
By the flaky-shaky fun-in-the-sun

Braless wonders,
Going east of Mississippi got a kind of woman
And you know place and you don't touch my children
If the young man to see the sun go down
If the young man wants to see the sun go