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 my collard greens
I way back in a holler
Where no one ever
for me and my family
And the gang I hang with
They;re all a bunch of callers
And one is a son of a bitch

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 cut no trees
they help us hide our gardens
And the tracks of our
From the and the helicopters
From the locals and the
From the nosy sons of
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 don't fuss, we don't
We just scratch itches
We like to, 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

comes an old hawg caller
With a hawg-leg in his
He along his daughters
And at least a friends
They got a banjo and a
Some drums and
We're play some music
And what we're gonna sing

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

We don't fuss, we don't
We just what itches