Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody But a Fool or a Preacher

Mr makes a drink with thirty-four different liquors
He pours it all in one glass
You can the layers
His little wooden
Betsy tried to blow it
They just mopped it back up some you
It's all two-lane
If you asked me my opinion 'bout it I'd to say

nobody but a fool or a preacher
Would not it in New-Orleans
I said there's nobody but a fool or a
Would not it in New-Orleans

out
The Gras is coming up soon
I'm gonna be down the street the music and the booze
Them Crescent City ladies love to tease and flirt
They steal heart with one smile
And a flip of their
They steal my heart with one
And a of their skirt
I'm dance until I'm dizzy
until it hurts, whoa whoo

Miss Delacroix can tell you all about fortunes
She knows there is to know about hoodo,
and potions
She can answer any you might care to ask
What to look for in your
How to cover up past
She said she it likely, I'd be coming back there fast

There's but a fool or a preacher
Would not love it in
I said there's nobody but a fool or a
Would not love it in

There's but a fool or a preacher
not love it in New-Orleans
I said there's nobody but a fool or a
Would not it in New-Orleans