Luyện nghe bài hát J. Edgar

Down on the we had a pig, J. Edgar was his name
He'd eat up all our victuals and start back up
Just like them vacuum cleaners they sell down in the
Well, that's how J. Hoover got his name

Now, momma a cherry pie and set it out to cool
So we'd something good to eat when we got home from school
J. Edgar climbed up on the and ate up all that pie
When we got home that mornin' we heard our cry

J. Edgar, J. Edgar, look what you've done
You ate up the cherry pie was for everyone
We it through the dusters, and the hoppers too
But God help us, J. Edgar, 'cause safe from you

We had an extra man named Bob he wouldn't work a
He drank bad moonshine likker, and it always made him
We rode to church on and stayed a while in town
we reached home at suppertime, poor Bob could not be found

He wasn't in the parlor, and he in the lane
in the pantry or sleepin' in the hay
His hat was in the pigpen, that he always
Poor Bob be drinking moonshine likker anymore

J. Edgar, J. Edgar it just seem fair
You ate Bob our hired hand while we at prayer
say a prayer for old Bob, and our country too
God help us J. Edgar, nobody's from you