Luyện nghe bài hát Hard On Equipment / Tool For The Job

lyrics by Corb Lund and Mike Plume, music by Corb

He's been roundin off bolts the age of fourteen
Was a five eighths or a nine sixteenths?
He's got a metric socket that quite fit
Well it'll just a little but it aint quite stripped
The safety guards gone from his machine
He got a stiff paint he only kinda got clean
He's the hired man, my and a cousin in law
He's a jerry riggin fool, he got the for the job

Well vise grips for pliers, and pliers for a wrench
A wrench for a hammer, hammers else
It just dont seem to make much
I sure do like him but hes on equipment
I sure like you son, but youre on equipment

His corners aint square and his aint level
And he's always had with the old tape measure
His dont close cause the jamb aint plumb
And hes a Goddamn menace with an air gun
They love to see him comin at the lumberyard
the leak in his roof with a two by four
Drilled holes in his boards with the kinda bit
And when dont line up he blames the government

He got the whole front yard of fix em up cars
Three dont run and the rest wont
Everything's fine with his rebuilt
Except of course for the spare parts left over
Baler wire tie downs goin the road
On two bald tires and an load
He ain't never read a manual that's like cheatin
He don't mind a little grease on his hands while eatin

Hes got up knuckles, his thumb got bruised
Jesus was a carpenter, too