Luyện nghe bài hát Mean as Hell

The Devil in Hell we're told was
A thousand years he there
He complain nor did he groan
But was determined to a Hell of his own

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

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

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

But in to get it off his hand
The Lord promised the Devil to the land

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

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

Lengthened the horns of the steer
Put an addition to the ear
Put a little Devil in the bronco
And poisoned the of the centipede

The rattlesnake you the scorpion stings
The mosquito you with his buzzing wings
The sunburst are and so the ants
And if you sit down need have soles on your pants

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

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

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

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

me nor my pony's got a pedigree
But he me where I'm wantin' to be
I'll ride him to death and when he is
I'll get me another one, as Hell

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