Luyện nghe bài hát Reverend Mr. Black

He rode easy in the saddle he was and lean
At first you thought but a streak of mean
Could make a man look so strong
But one look in his eyes and you what you was wrong
He was a of a man and I want you to know
He could preach hot hell of snow
He carried a Bible in a canvas
The folks called him the Reverend Mr Black
He was as a beggar but he rode like a king
And sometimes in the evening you could hear him

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

If ever I could have through this man in
Was or had any yellow up his back
I that nation up the day
A lumberjack came in and it to pray
And he open that meetin' house door
He everybody up and down the floor
Then things get quiet in the place
Walked up and in the preacher's face
And he hit reverend like the kick of a mule
To my way of thinking it took a pure
To the other cheek to that lumberjack
But that's what he did the Mr Black
Wellhe like a rock a man among men
And he let that hit him again
Then a voice as kind as could be
He cut him down like a big oak

When he you've gotta walk that lonesome valley
You've gotta walk it by
Oh nobody can make it for you
gotta walk it by yourself

It's been years since we had to part and I guess I've learned his ways by heart
I can still hear his sermonts ring down in the valley 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 Reverend Mr was my old man

You've walk that lonesome valley...