Luyện nghe bài hát Mean as Hell

The Devil in Hell we're told was
A thousand he there remained
He neither nor did he groan
But was to start a Hell of his own

he could torment the souls of men
Without chained in a prison pen
So he the Lord if he had on hand
Anything left he made this land

The Lord said yes there's a on hand
But I left it by the Rio Grande
The is ol' boy the stuff is so poor
I don't you could use it as the Hell anymore

But the Devil down to look at the truck
And said if he it as a gift he was stuck
For after that over carefully and well
He said this place is too dry for

But in order to get it off his
The Lord the Devil to water the land

So was closed and deed was given
And the Lord back to his home in Heaven
And the Devil now I got all what's needed
To make it good Hell and he

He began by putting thorns all the trees
He up the sand with millions of fleas
He scattered tarantulas the road
Put thorns on and horns on toad

Lengthened the of the Texas steer
Put an to the rabbits ear
Put a little Devil in the steed
And the feet of the centipede

The rattlesnake bites you the scorpion
The mosquito delights you with his buzzing
The sunburst are there and so the
And if you sit you'll need have soles on your pants

The wild boar roams on a black
It's a Hell of a place he has for a Hell
The in the summers are hundred and ten
Too hot for the Devil, too hot for men

The red pepper grows the banks of the brook
The Mexican use it in all that he
Just dine it with one of 'em and you're to shout
I've Hell on the as well as the out

My are calloused July to July
I use a big to navigate by
Fight off the wolves to from my well
So I to be, mean as Hell

A sheep herder and put up a fence
I saw him one day but I ain't seen him
But if you any mutton we got mutton to sell
We're cowpunchers and mean as Hell

Neither me nor my got a pedigree
But he takes me I'm wantin' to be
ride him to death and when he is fell
I'll get me one, mean as Hell

I shot me a calf and I cut off her
'Cause the in the bunkhouse are wantin' to be fed
They rise in chime with the five thirty
And the best one of any of 'em, is as Hell