Luyện nghe bài hát Hawg Caller

Wo wo wuh wo wo
Wo wo wo wo oh wo
Wo wo wuh wo wo
Wo wo wo wo oh wo

Hey I'm just an old caller
I love my greens
I way back in a holler
no one ever sees
Except for me and my
And the gang that I hang
They;re all a of hawg callers
And every one is a son of a

Wo wo wuh wo wo
Wo wo wo wo oh wo
Wo wo wuh wo wo
Wo wo wo wo oh wo

Way back in the jungle
We don't cut no
Cause they help us hide our
And the tracks of our
the drones and the helicopters
From the and the Feds
From the nosy of bitches
at the I.R.S

Wo wo wuh wo wo
Wo wo wo wo oh wo
Wo wo wuh wo wo
Wo wo wo wo oh wo

We fuss, we don't fight
We just what itches
We to, down a few
And party with our yeah

Wo wo wuh wo wo
Wo wo wo wo oh wo
Wo wo wuh wo wo
Wo wo wo wo oh wo

Here comes an old caller
With a hawg-leg in his
He brung his daughters
And at least a dozen
got a banjo and a fiddle
Some drums and
We're gonna some music
And here's what we're gonna

Wo wo wuh wo wo
Wo wo wo wo oh wo
Wo wo wuh wo wo
Wo wo wo wo oh wo

We fuss, we don't fight
We just scratch itches