Luyện nghe bài hát I Keep Gettin' Paid the Same

I'm a
On the
Six days at a
With a and a spade
I'm digging for the
But I keep paid the same
1)
working for a man and he likes my style
The more I the more he smiles
The more I the deeper I get
driving this poor boy wild

I can't no good on what I get paid
I know trouble's just a poor man's claim to
But the keep rising every day
And I getting paid the same
2)
I get up every 'bout half past six
Drink a pot a' coffee just to load a ton of
Long noon, I'm thinkin' that soon
gonna work this poor boy sick.

I can't buy on what I get paid
I was cooking biscuits when the bill came
And the keep rising everyday
And I getting paid the same
3)
I lay down my when the whistle sounds
I bury my shovel in the deep ground
I run to my to see my honey comb
When that sun goes down

I can't live to on what I get paid
My roof's got a hole and It's looking like
And the prices rising everyday
And I keep getting paid the