Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Kentucky Home

Turpentine and wine
I've turned the corner and I'm doin'
Shootin' at the birds on the telephone
Pickin' 'em off this gun of mine

I got a in my belly
And a in my head
Goin' and higher
I'm dead

Sister Sue, she's and stout
She didn't grow up, she out
Mama says she's plain but just bein' kind
Papa thinks she's pretty but he's blind

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

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

But now she's gone
He got drunk last
Kicked mama the stairs
But I'm all right so I care