Luyện nghe bài hát Local Still

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

george he sent the excise men
The revenuers
It don't what they try
They'll never the brewin'
Because a man will a glass
To his spirits fly
On a friday
party night for you

They bring out laws and
Try to cut you
If you go to the corner bar
you'll go underground
So come on down to your local
And buy yourself a
On a friday
It's night for you

* whiskey the of life
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 doin'
malt from the old land
And the corn from

If you're feelin'
You don't need no
Come along and join the
your local still
You can win your bar-room
Find that delight
On a night
It's party for you

*

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

(written and by nazareth)
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