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
make a man look so downright strong
But one look in his eyes and you know you was wrong
He was a of a man and I want you to know
He could preach hot of freezin' snow
He carried a Bible in a sack
The folks just called him the Reverend Mr
He was poor as a beggar but he like a king
And sometimes in the evening you could hear him

I've gotta walk that lonesome 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 through this man in
Was sort or had any yellow up his
I that nation up the day
A lumberjack came in and it want to
And he kicked open that meetin' house
He cussed up and down the floor
Then things get quiet in the place
up and cussed in the preacher's face
And he hit that like the kick of a mule
To my way of thinking it a pure fool
To turn the other cheek to lumberjack
But that's what he did the Reverend Mr
Wellhe like a rock a man among men
And he let lumberjack hit him again
Then with a voice as kind as be
He cut him down like a big oak

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

It's many 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 where he used to sing
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...