Luyện nghe bài hát Reverend Mr. Black

He rode easy in the he was tall and lean
At first you thought nothing but a of mean
Could make a man so downright strong
But one look in his and you know what you was wrong
He was a of a man and I want you to know
He preach hot hell of freezin' snow
He carried a Bible in a canvas
The folks just him the Reverend Mr Black
He was as a beggar but he rode like a king
And sometimes in the evening you could him sing

I've gotta walk that lonesome valley I've walk it by myself
Oh nobody can make it for me I've gotta walk it by myself

If ever I could have this man in black
Was sort or had any up his back
I gave nation up the day
A came in and it want to pray
And he kicked open meetin' house door
He cussed up and down the floor
Then when things get in the place
Walked up and cussed in the face
And he hit that reverend the kick of a mule
To my way of thinking it a pure fool
To turn the other to that lumberjack
But what he did the Reverend Mr Black
Wellhe stood like a a man among men
And he let that lumberjack hit him
Then a voice as kind as could be
He cut him like a big oak tree

When he said you've gotta that lonesome valley
You've gotta walk it by
Oh else can make it for you
You've gotta walk it by

It's been many years since we had to and I guess I've learned his ways by heart
I can still hear his sermonts ring in the valley where he used to sing
I his yes sir and I don't regret it and I hope that I can be of credit
To his memory for you understand the Mr Black was my old man

You've gotta that lonesome valley...