Luyện nghe bài hát Muckalee Creek Water

It flows the 32 bridge,
And cuts through the heart of Georgia.
Big copperheads and wild pigs,
And gators in the waitin' for ya.

I leave my in the truck,
I leave my at the road
My four-wheeler gets me where I go
I leave the behind,
I my hat down low,
Get back to my roots, by a moon glow

I got an old Jon that I stowed down there
On them hot nights when I get a-wild here
I got a moonshine in a cypress stomp
And a line going, bom bom
An old tractor tire I sit by the fire
And to a sweet swamp song.
So if you're for me, don't even bother
When I dip my feet in Muckalee Creek water.

Daddy brought me down when I was a kid
Taught me how to a crawfish basket.
From the I was old enough to walk
He had me running down and rabbits.

I right at home in this neck of the woods
If this was all I had, I'd be living
So let the stock market do what gonna do
Let the dollar go down and gas soar the roof

I got an old Jon boat that I stowed there
On them hot summer nights when I get a-wild
I got a stash in a cypress stomp
And a line going, bom bom
An old tractor tire where I sit by the
And drink to a sweet song.
So if you're looking for me, don't even
When I dip my feet in Muckalee Creek water.

I'm free, and I'm me
Being everything that I be
Nobody chucking me,
No sign of the lights.
Hell the city lights!

Well I got an old Jon boat that I down there
On them hot summer nights when I get a-wild
I got a stash in a cypress stomp
And a line going, bom bom bom
An old tractor tire I sit by the fire
And drink to a sweet song.
So if you're for me, don't even holler
When I get my feet in that Creek water.
That Muckalee water.