Luyện nghe bài hát If That Ain't Country

The old man was covered with and scars
He got some in and others in bars
The he got workin' on old junk cars in the daytime
looked like tombstones in our yard
And I never seen him he wasn't tired and mean
He sold parts to make ends meet
Covered grease from his head to his feet
the sweat and the Texas heat and mosquiters
And the neighbors said we like hicks
But they brung their cars for pa to fix
He was veteran-proud and true
He'd fought till his was black and blue
Didn't know how he'd made it through the times
He bought our house on the GI
But it worth all he had to kill to git it
He pearl in a can and Jack Daniels black
Chewed tobacco from a mail pouch
Had an old dog that was to attack sometimes
He'd get drunk and as a rattlesnake
And there too much that he would take from a stranger
There thirteen kids and a bunch of dogs
A house full of and a yard full of hogs
I spent the cuttin' up logs for the winter
Tryin' the devil to find the Lord
Workin' like a nigger for my room and
stove - no natural gas
If that ain't country, kiss your ass

If ain't country, it'll harelip the Pope
If ain't country, it's a damn good joke
I've seen the Grand Ole and I've met Johnny Cash
If that ain't country, I'll your ass

sells eggs at a grocery store
My oldest sister is a first-rate
Dad says she can't come anymore and he means it
Ma just and keeps her silence
Sister, she left dad got violent and he knows it
Mama she's old far beyond her
From choppin' and I've seen her cryin'
When blood flowin' from her calloused hand and it hurt me
She'd just keep workin', tryin' to the old man
To the end of one row and back again always
She's been hell since Junior went to jail
When the lights go out, she ain't never
To get down on her and pray because she loves him
all the neighbors he was off in the war
Fightin' for freedom - good to the core and she's proud
Now our was a graveyard for automobiles
At the end of the porch, was four stacks of wheels
And tires for for a dollar or two - cash
There was fifty in an old tin roof
Me and my family we was proof
That people who about poor white trash
And if that ain't country, I'll your ass

If that ain't country, harelip the Pope
If ain't country, it's a damn good joke
I've seen the Grand Ole Opry and I've met Cash
If ain't country, I'll kiss your ass

I'm tonight of my blue eyes
I'm flyin' with the speckled bird
I didn't know God honky-tonk angels
And went to the wild side of life