Luyện nghe bài hát Local Still

It's three in the morning
And they're sayin' had enough
But you want drink
Good old north or southern
You're a boy from way south
Folks the old north
And it's night
party night for you

King he sent the excise men
The revenuers
It don't what they try
never stop the brewin'
Because a man take a glass
To make his fly
On a night
party night for you

They out laws and taxes
Try to cut you
If you can't go to the bar
you'll go underground
So come on to your local still
And buy a thrill
On a friday
It's night for you

* the water of life
There's to it than the pourin'
the reel on the fiddle bow
And sent the soarin'
My old man and his old man
They what they were doin'
malt from the old land
And the from tennessee

If feelin' lowdown
You don't no pill
Come and join the clan
Support your still
You can win your blues
that hazy delight
On a night
It's party for you

*

It's o'clock in the morning
And they're sayin' had enough
But you another drink
Good old north or stuff
You're a boy way down south
Folks the old north
And it's friday
It's party for you.

(written and by nazareth)
Copyright 1983 fool limited
All reserved.