Luyện nghe bài hát Reverend Mr. Black

He rode easy in the he was tall and lean
At first you thought but a streak of mean
Could make a man so downright strong
But one look in his eyes and you what you was wrong
He was a mountain of a man and I you to know
He preach hot hell of freezin' snow
He a Bible in a canvas sack
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 him sing

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

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

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

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

You've gotta that lonesome valley...