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 there in the of them woods
That make a man die from fright
that 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 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 just had to find out for
some things in this world
You can't explain

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

stuff it all down in mason jars
And he'd bury it all
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 fingers it
Yeah, Lucius was a greedy old man
And all that there was to it

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

The cable boys was trash
They over on Carver's Creek
were mean as a snake and sneaky as a cat
And when they'd speak
One night the oldest brother
"Y'all me at the Wooley Swamp later
We'll old Lucius's money
And feed him to the alligators"

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

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

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

Well, if you ever go back into Wooley
Well, you not go at night
things out there in the middle of them woods
That a strong man die from fright
Things that crawl and that fly
And things that creep on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucius
up and he walks 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 believe it
I just had to find out for
There's some things in this
You just can't

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