Luyện nghe bài hát Mississippi River Runnin' Backwards

Old man river, that old man river he just rolling along.

Mississippi river runnin' backwards, earthquake the land, it happened down here in 1912 it's happening here again.

Feast and ya'all fire and flood, abominations you understand, don't need no old testament profit to tell me we ain't living in the promise land.

"Everybody sing blow Gabriel blow, yeah blow that ragtime jazz, judgment day down here y'all in the land of the razzmatazz."

I saw carpet sweepers, microwave ovens, I saw down television screens.
Empty t.v. Evangelist cats with their hair all up with brill cream.
Now the gospel news truly bad news no need to invent all the doom and gloom, it's a one legged race to the liquor store, it's a hop skip and jump into the doom.

"Everybody sing blow Gabriel blow, blow that ragtime jazz, judgment day coming down here y'all in the land of the razzmatazz."

Steamboat whistle blowing under water, everything is and upside down, baby Moses in the bulrushes paddling sidways to higher ground.

Old ladies gambling inside river boat casinos, whirlpools swallowing em down insurance executives and fuller brush bushwhacked trying to leave town.
But their lifeboats backwards up the mississippi river to the ancient Missouri side up thru Iowa, Minnesota into the hands of a righteous God.

"Everybody blow Gabriel blow, yeah blow that ragtime jazz, judgment day coming down here y'all in the land of the razzmatazz."