Luyện nghe bài hát Henry Parsons Died

It was six o' clock on
Parsons died.
All of his neighbors say
That man was never satisfied.
Preacherman never no prayers
bells didn't ring
Everybody stood up and stared some
jumped up and started to sing

He was baptized in every in Georgia.
Devil still his name.
time he shot up drinking holy wine
He'd it all down his shirt in shame.

Had an on his from porch this morning
Sold off all his
off his four-poster bed
There were debutantes and old ladies breaking out in fights in the row
Burned his and spent the night
Smoke rose thick and
Now Henry Parsons' got no to stay
If he ever the nerve up to come back

He was in every creek in Georgia.
Devil still his name.
Every time he shot up holy wine
spill it all down his shirt in shame.

Everybody knows his
They've heard his reputation
They all came to see him buried in the ground
you might call a little bit of morbid fascination
What is gonna say?
is everybody gonna do?
Now that Henry Parsons' passed
We got no one to lay our on to

He was baptized in every in Georgia.
Devil still his name.
Every time he up drinking holy wine
He'd it all down...

He was in every creek in Georgia.
Devil called his name.
Every time he shot up drinking holy
He'd it all down his shirt in shame.