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 that a five or a nine sixteenths?
He's got a metric socket that quite fit
Well it'll wiggle just a little but it aint quite
The guards gone from his grinding machine
He got a stiff paint he only kinda got clean
He's the man, my neighbor and a cousin in law
He's a jerry riggin fool, he got the for the job

Well it's vise for pliers, and pliers for a wrench
A for a hammer, hammers everything else
It just dont seem to much difference
I sure do like him but hes hard on
I like you son, but youre hard on equipment

His corners aint and his floor aint level
And he's had trouble with the old tape measure
His doors dont close cause the jamb aint
And hes a Goddamn menace an air nail gun
They to see him comin at the lumberyard store
Fixed the leak in his 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 front yard full of fix em up cars
Three dont run and the rest start
Everything's fine with his motor
Except of course for the spare parts left over
Baler tie downs goin down the road
On two bald tires and an oversize
He ain't never read a manual cause like cheatin
He don't mind a little grease on his hands he's eatin

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