Luyện nghe bài hát Pickin' To Beat The Devil

I make my rounds of the country
my guitar for free
My repertoire is one hundred
to God's glory

Now, I'm pickin' to beat the
And you know he's on my
And the Lord's in my
He let me fail

I found myself in a roadside bar
I was my time away
Kentucky woman and Tennessee
gonna be hell to pay

A worn out Chevy and a up Martin
Is all ever own
My worthless life is
To God's children home

Now, I'm to beat the devil
And you he's on my tail
And the in my fingers
He won't let me

Fourteen and a temperance sermon
That's what a good buys
For a little extra there's a solo
Called, In The Sky'

Now, I'm pickin' to the devil
And you he's on my tail
And the Lord's in my
And He let me fail

Yes, I'm pickin' to the devil
And you know he's on my
And the Lord is in my
And He let me fail