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, here we work, together
and tillin' the sod
I if you work for me
Or I for you, old mule
At I think it's a partnership
a mule and a doggone fool.

When plowin', we go the same
But I work harder you
You skim the ground on good legs
And I along on two
So, mule, mathematically
You're four legs 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 third for you, a for me
And a for the landlords' pay
You take your and eat it
gettin the best! And How!
I split my third amongst the and eight kids
The banker, six and a cow.

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

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

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

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