Luyện nghe bài hát Legend of Wooley Swamp

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

But I couldn't it
I had to find 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
some things in this world
You just explain

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

He'd stuff it all in mason jars
And bury it all around
And on certain if the moon was right
He'd dig it up out of the
He'd it all out on the floor of his shack
And run his through it
Yeah, Lucius 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 would have listened to nobody
And I couldn't it
I just had to find out for
There's some things in this
You can't explain

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

They found the old man out in the
With a in his hand
Thirteen rusty jars
Was just dug up out of the
And they all went crazy and they the old man
And they picked him up off of the
Threw him in the swamp and stood there and
As the water sucked him down

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

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 dark footpath
You can hear three men screaming
You can one old man laugh.

Well, if you ever go into Wooley Swamp
Well, you not go at night
There's things out there in the of them woods
That make a man die from fright
Things that crawl and things fly
And things creep around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucius
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 to nobody else
And I couldn't it
I just had to out for myself
There's things in this world
You can't explain

There's some in this world
You can't explain