Luyện nghe bài hát Mule/Stall

Old Mule by Smith (Spoken)

Old mule, the son of a donkey
And I'm in the of God
Yet, here we work, together
and tillin' the sod
I wonder if you for me
Or I work for you, old
At times I think a partnership
Between a and a doggone fool.

When plowin', we go the distance
But I harder than you
You skim the ground on good legs
And I along on two
So, mule, mathematically
four legs 'gainst my two
I do twice the per leg
I do as much as you.

Now soon we'll be makin' the corn
That crop'll be split ways
A for you, a third for me
And a third for the pay
You take third and eat it
gettin the best! And How!
I my third amongst the wife and eight kids
The banker, six and a cow.

And here mule, I might mention
You plow the ground
I the corn and husk it
While hee-hawin' around
All Fall and of the Winter
Old mule, you know true

I break my with a cotton sack
to pay off the mortgage on you.

The time I'm your better
Is election comes
A man can vote and a mule
But don't worry you none
you're a wise old donkey
You know to worry about
You knew politics wouldn't you none
And I'm just it out.

So, mule, speaking
you change places with me
Would you take up all my
And contented be
Would you places, I'm askin'
'Course, you we couldn't
But you, if you could, now tell the truth
You're right, you wouldn't.