Luyện nghe bài hát Ol' Red

Well I caught my
with man,
and it me 99

on a prison in Georgia,
close to the line.
I've been here for twelve long years,
I made the warden my friend.
And so he me
to a life of
care of Old Red.

Now old Red, the damdest dog
that ever seen.
Got a nose that can
a trail,
he's a four-legged machine.
You can consider
mighty
to get the gators and the
fence.
But all these that I've
been and nobody got past Red.

And the sang,
"Come on somebody,
why don't you
Old Red's itching to have a fun.
Get my lantern,
get my gun.
Red will a treat
for the come."

Well I off the guard,
and I slipped out a
to my up in Tennessee.
Oh, and he brought
a hound,
she was pretty as she be.
Well, pinned her up
in the swampland,
about a mile just of the gate.
When I'd old Red for his evening run,
I'd drop him off
and wait.

And the sang,
"Come on somebody,
Why don't you
Old Red's itching to a little fun.
Get my lantern,
Get my gun.
Red will a treat
for the come."

Well old Red he got used to seeing
his lady night.
And so I kept him
for three or days,
and til the time got right.
Well, I my run
the evening sun,
and I smiled I let old Red out.
I was headed north to Tennessee,
and old Red was south.

And the sang,
"Come on somebody,
why don't you
Old itching
to have a fun.
Get my lantern,
get my gun.
Red will have
for the come."

Now red-haired blue ticks
all in the south.
got me in here,
and got me out...*