Luyện nghe bài hát Mule/Stall

Old Mule by Arthur (Spoken)

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

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

Now soon we'll be makin' the crop
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 amongst the wife and kids
The banker, six and a cow.

And right here mule, I might
You only plow the
I shock the corn and it
you're hee-hawin' around
All and part of the Winter
Old mule, you know it's

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

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

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