Luyện nghe bài hát Reverend Mr. Black

He easy 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 of a man and I want 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 rode a king
And sometimes in the evening you could him sing

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

If ever I could through 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 open that meetin' house door
He everybody up and down the floor
when things get quiet in the place
Walked up and 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 the other cheek to that lumberjack
But that's what he did the Reverend Mr
stood like a rock a man among men
And he let that lumberjack hit him
Then with a voice as as could be
He cut him down like a big oak

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

been many years since we had to part and I guess I've learned his ways by heart
I can still hear his sermonts down in the valley where he used to sing
I followed his yes sir and I don't regret it and I hope that I can be of
To his for you understand the Reverend Mr Black was my old man

You've gotta walk lonesome valley...