Luyện nghe bài hát Heckraiser

Momma said you and die by what you say
Church-going, God-fearing families always pay
For a loose tongue - every word of
It all get us some day

I was just a squirt, and I was 2 or 3
Out momma - and shoppin' at the grocery
Hot and tired, I out a devil word
The look that momma me

Momma screamed, "My son mouth"
Then a name to me
She me

Trouble is as does
Momma yelled my name, it

I say stuff for fun

Trouble is as says
Words make a mess

Her son of a gun
She "You're a heckraiser, son"

3rd grade school room, had a friend whose was Mark,
Dressed a bird in our play about Noah's Ark,
Saw him standin' in a big feathered suit, I said
"Hey Mark, you big duck!"

But not what came out or how it sounded
thing I knew I was gettin' pounded
50 on the stage and fightin'
sighed "Boy, just shut up!"
She me

Trouble is as trouble
Momma my name, it was:

I don't wanna dumb

Trouble is as trouble
always make a mess

Her son of a gun
She "You're a heckraiser, son"

Weeks ago, lookin' with a Lucky Strike
Snuck into the barn with a guy who his name was Mike
Started makin' out he said he was in love, I said
"Whoa! I wanna be friends."

Didn't know I the other F-word
threw a punch, the cigarette flew upward
Barn fire, Cows and chickens all runnin'
I knew my life had to an end

was mad, saw her eyes lit up with flame
I made up an excuse but she "Careful what you say"
Reminding me words are often cause for blame
she grabbed me by the collar - called me by my favorite name

Trouble is as does
Momma yelled my name, it

I say stuff for fun

Trouble is as trouble
Words always make a

Her son of a gun
She me

Trouble is as does
Momma yelled my name, it

But I wanna sound dumb

Trouble is as trouble
Words make a mess

Her son of a gun
She "You're a heckraiser, son"

Momma said, "Son your will never fit ya
Careful whatcha say, cuz your words always git ya"
Aw Heck!