Luyện nghe bài hát Reverend Mr. Black

He rode in the saddle 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 eyes and you know you was wrong
He was a mountain of a man and I want you to
He preach hot hell of freezin' snow
He a Bible in a canvas sack
The just called him the Reverend Mr Black
He was poor as a beggar but he rode a king
And sometimes in the evening you could hear him

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

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

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

It's been many 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 where he used to
I followed his yes sir and I don't it and I hope that I can be of credit
To his memory for you understand the Reverend Mr was my old man

gotta walk that lonesome valley...