Luyện nghe bài hát Legend of Wooley Swamp

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

But I believe it
I just had to out for myself
And I conceive it
'Cause I never would have listened to else
And I couldn't it
I had to find out for myself
some things in this world
You just explain

The old man in the Wooley Swamp
Way back in Booger
He never did do a lot of harm in the
But he did do no good
People didn't think too of him
They all thought he acted
The old man didn't about people anyway
All he about was his money

He'd stuff it all down in mason
And bury it all around
And on certain nights if the moon was
He'd dig it up out of the
He'd pour it all out on the floor of his
And run his through it
Yeah, Clay was a greedy old man
And all that there was to it

But I believe it
I just had to out for myself
And I couldn't it
'Cause I never have listened to nobody else
And I couldn't it
I just had to find out for
some things in this world
You can't explain

The cable boys was 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 brother
"Y'all meet me at the Wooley Swamp
take old Lucius's money
And we'll him to the alligators"

found the old man out in the back
With a shovel in his
Thirteen rusty jars
Was dug up out of the sand
And they all went and they beat the old man
And they him up off of the ground
Threw him in the swamp and there and laughed
As the black water sucked him

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

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

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

But I couldn't it
I just had to find out for
And I couldn't it
'Cause I never would have listened to else
And I couldn't it
I had to find out for myself
some things in this world
You just can't

There's some things in this
You just explain