Luyện nghe bài hát Greed Kills More People Than Whiskey

I was outside of a hotel in Houston
my eyes in the bright morning sun
A feller next to me where are you headed?
I told him to Nashville that's where I'm from
I said, "I had one or too many last evening
I near fell off of my steed"

He said, "Yeah, whiskey gets 'em and gets many
But son nothin' kills people like greed"
I said, "Huh and I turned to him and he was a
Bout fifty years old in a big hat
Sir, if you that greed killed more people than whiskey
If my taxi don't come me more bout that"

He said, "I a guy who made millions on millions
he turned right around and made millions on that
He had crude oil and blue chips and barns and feed lots
He touch an old steer and just turn into fat
And he coveted the money that other folks on
He never spent he thought he could keep"

It was money that made him a hawk and a worrier
And soon it was money that him of sleep
And buried him deep in a west Texas graveyard
put up a tombstone of all he had done
And I am the man that he fired for a few
But I'm sure good in the west Texas sun