Luyện nghe bài hát Hard Times

There was a town man, used to plow and sing
And he loved that mule and the mule him
When the day got as it does about now
I'd him singing to his muley-cow
Calling, "Come on my sweet old girl, and I'd bet the damn world
We're make it yet to the end of the row"

Singing "Hard times gonna rule my mind
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind,
times ain't gonna rule my mind no more"

Said a mean old world, heavy in need.
big machine is just picking up speed
They were supping on tears, they supping on wine
We all get to in our own sweet time
So come all you Asheville boys and turn up your noise
And kick 'til the dust comes up from the cracks in the

Singing, "Hard ain't gonna rule my mind, brother
Hard times gonna rule my mind
Hard times ain't rule my mind no more"

But the town man, he doesn't plow no more
I seen him walking down to the store
he lost that knack and he forgot that song
Woke up one and the mule was gone
So come on, you ragtime kings, and come on, you dogs, and
And pick up the dusty old horn and give it a

Playing, "Hard times ain't rule my mind, honey
Hard times gonna rule my mind, sugar
times ain't gonna rule my mind no more"