Luyện nghe bài hát Reverend Mr. Black

He rode easy in the saddle he was tall and
At you thought nothing but a streak of mean
Could make a man look so downright
But one look in his eyes and you know you was wrong
He was a mountain of a man and I you to know
He could hot hell of freezin' snow
He a Bible in a canvas 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 hear him sing

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

If ever I could have through man in black
Was or had any yellow up his back
I gave nation up the day
A lumberjack came in and it to pray
And he kicked open that meetin' house
He cussed everybody up and down the
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 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 with a as kind as could be
He cut him like a big oak tree

When he said you've gotta that lonesome valley
You've walk it by yourself
Oh else can make it for you
gotta 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 his sermonts ring down in the valley where he used to sing
I followed his yes sir and I regret it and I hope that I can be of credit
To his for you understand the Reverend Mr Black was my old man

You've gotta walk lonesome valley...