Luyện nghe bài hát Legend of Wooley Swamp

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

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

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

He'd stuff it all down in jars
And he'd it all around
And on nights if the moon was right
dig it up out of the ground
He'd pour it all out on the floor of his
And run his through it
Yeah, Clay was a greedy old man
And that's all that was to it

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

The cable boys was white
lived over on Carver's Creek
They were mean as a snake and as a cat
And belligerent when they'd
One night the oldest brother
"Y'all meet me at the Swamp later
We'll take old Lucius's
And we'll him to the alligators"

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

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

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

Well, if you go back into Wooley Swamp
Well, you better not go at
There's out there in the middle of them woods
That make a strong man die from
that crawl and things that fly
And things that 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 would have listened to nobody else
And I couldn't it
I had to find out for myself
There's some in this world
You just can't

There's some things in this
You just explain