Luyện nghe bài hát Local Still

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

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

They bring out and taxes
Try to cut you
If you can't go to the bar
you'll go underground
So on down to your local still
And buy yourself a
On a night
party night for you

* whiskey the of life
more to it than the pourin'
Oiled the reel on the bow
And sent the soarin'
My old man and his old man
knew what they were doin'
Lovin' from the old land
And the corn from

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

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It's three in the morning
And they're sayin' had enough
But you want another
Good old or southern stuff
You're a boy from way down
from the old north
And friday night
It's party for you.

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