Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Kentucky Home

Turpentine and wine
turned the corner and I'm doin' fine
Shootin' at the birds on the line
Pickin' 'em off with gun of mine

I got a fire in my
And a fire in my
higher and higher
Until I'm

Sister Sue, she's short and
She didn't up, she grew out
Mama says she's but she's just bein' kind
Papa thinks pretty but he's almost blind

Don't let her out 'cept at night
But I don't 'cause I'm all right
Oh, the sun shines on my old Kentucky home
And the young roll on the floor
Oh, the sun shines bright on my old home

Keep them hard times away my door
Gene, he's big and mean
And he don't have to say
He had a woman who he whupped each day

But now she's away
He got last night
mama down the stairs
But I'm all right so I care