Luyện nghe bài hát Mary's Vineyard

The grapes in Mary's are the sweetest on the vine
Old man Oscar Dill back in the Tennessee hills
He's got him two or three stills and he makes water
Oh I worked for him one time runnin' sour mash across the
And he warned me to pay no to his three daughters
one was eighteen and one was twenty two one was just my age
One by one I opened the to the gilded cage (yes I did now)
He don't know and I ain't gonna tell him what I've one time
Cause he thinks he raised three little angels ah I that's fine
I made love to his sweet Martha and little Caroline
But the in Mary's vineyard are the sweetest on the vine

Now old man Oscar said he wouldn't hesitate to kill
Anybody messin' his stills or his three daughters
But so late at night when the moon wasn't shining too bright
I'd sneaked around get brave all sippin' his heavy water
one was eighteen...
I love to his sweet Martha...