Luyện nghe bài hát Get Right With the Man

Well, Granddaddy was a hillbilly, scholar blue of a man
He came from the school where you didn't need
If you make it with your own two hands
He was backwoods, backwards, used like, 'No sir, yes ma'am'
By God be darned, hell yeah, I'm

And all the years he walked Earth, I swear all he did was work
He said, "The Devil dreams on an idle horse so you listen to me
get too high on the bottle and get right with the man
Fight your fights, find the grace in all the things that you can't
And somebody, if you can"

Now, said, "Son, I'd stick to your gun" and said
"If you believe in something no what
'Cause better to be hated for who you are
be loved for who you're not"

She was 5 of concrete
New York born and raised on the city street
cold stare you down
Stand her ground, kickin' and screamin' at 93

I remember just how frail she looked in hospital bed
Taking her last few breaths of life, as she said
"Don't get too on the bottle, just a little sip every now and then
Fight your fights, find the grace, in all the that you can't change
And help somebody if you can and get with the man"

"I never let a make the coffee"
Yeah, that's granny always said to my Granddad
And say, "Never tell a joke that ain't that funny more than once
And if you wanna hear God laugh, him your plans"

"Don't get too high on the bottle, get right the man, son
Fight your fights, find the grace in all the that you can't change
And help if you can and get right with the man"