Luyện nghe bài hát Mule/Stall

Old Mule by Arthur (Spoken)

Old mule, you're the son of a
And I'm in the of God
Yet, we work, hitched together
Toilin' and the sod
I wonder if you for me
Or I work for you, old
At times I think it's a
Between a mule and a fool.

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

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

And right here mule, I might
You only the ground
I shock the corn and it
While you're around
All Fall and of the Winter
Old mule, you it's true

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

The only time I'm better
Is when election
A man can and a mule cannot
But that don't you none
Because a wise old donkey
You what to worry about
You knew politics wouldn't help you
And I'm just it out.

So, mule, confidentially
Would you change places me
Would you take up all my
And still be
you swap places, I'm askin'
'Course, you know we
But would you, if you could, now tell the
doggone right, you wouldn't.