Luyện nghe bài hát Local Still

It's three in the morning
And they're sayin' had enough
But you want drink
Good old or southern stuff
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 matter what they try
They'll never stop the
Because a man will take a
To make his fly
On a friday
party night for you

They bring out and taxes
Try to cut you
If you go to the corner bar
Then you'll go
So come on down to your local
And buy a thrill
On a friday
party night for you

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

If you're feelin'
You don't need no
Come and join the clan
Support local still
You can win your blues
Find hazy delight
On a friday
It's night for you

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

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