Luyện nghe bài hát Legend of Wooley Swamp

Well, if you ever go back into Swamp
Well, you better not go at
There's things out there in the middle of them
make a strong man die from fright
Things that crawl and that fly
And that creep around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucius
Gets up and he walks

But I couldn't it
I just had to out for myself
And I couldn't it
'Cause I never would listened to nobody else
And I couldn't it
I just had to find out for
There's some things in world
You just explain

The old man lived in the Wooley
Way back in Woods
He never did do a lot of harm in the
But he never did do no
People didn't too much of him
They all thought he funny
The old man care about people anyway
All he about was his money

He'd stuff it all down in jars
And he'd bury it all
And on certain nights if the was right
dig it up out of the ground
He'd pour it all out on the of his shack
And run his through it
Yeah, Lucius Clay was a old man
And that's all there was to it

But I couldn't it
I had to find out for myself
And I couldn't it
'Cause I would have listened to nobody else
And I couldn't it
I just had to find out for
some things in this world
You just explain

The cable was white trash
lived over on Carver's Creek
They mean as a snake and sneaky as a cat
And belligerent when speak
One night the oldest said
"Y'all meet me at the Swamp later
We'll take old money
And feed him to the alligators"

They the old man out in the back
a shovel in his hand
Thirteen mason jars
Was dug up out of the sand
And they all went crazy and beat the old man
And they picked him up off of the
Threw him in the swamp and stood there and
As the black sucked him down

Then they around and went back to the shack
And up the money and ran
They hadn't gone no where when realized
were running in quicksand
And they struggled and they
But couldn't get away and just before they went under
They could that old man laughing
In a voice as loud as

And been fifty years ago
And you can go by yet
There's a spot in the yard in the back of shack
Where the is always wet
And on summer nights, if the is right
by the that dark footpath
You can hear three men screaming
You can one old man laugh.

Well, if you ever go back into Swamp
Well, you better not go at
There's out there in the middle of them woods
make a strong man die from fright
Things that and things that fly
And things that around on the ground
And they say the of Lucius Clay
Gets up and he around

But I couldn't it
I just had to out for myself
And I conceive it
'Cause I would have listened to nobody else
And I couldn't it
I just had to find out for
There's some things in this
You can't explain

There's some things in this
You just explain