Luyện nghe bài hát Mule/Stall

Old Mule by Smith (Spoken)

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

When plowin', we go the same
But I harder than 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 as much as you.

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

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

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

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

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