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
make a man look so downright strong
But one look in his eyes and you knowed you was

He was a of a man
And I want you to know he could preach hot hell or snow
He carried a Bible in a sack
And folks just called him The Reverend Mr.

He was poor as a
But he rode like a
Sometimes in the
I could him sing

"I got to walk lonesome valley
I got to it by myself
Oh, else can walk it for me
I got to it by myself"

If ever I could have that this man in black
Was and had any yellow up his back
I that notion up the day
A lumberjack came in and it wasn't to

Yeah, he kicked open the meeting door
And he cussed everybody up and down the
And then things got quiet in the place
He walked up and cussed in the face

He hit that Reverend a kick of a mule
And to my way of thinkin' it a pure fool
To turn the cheek to that lumberjack
But that's what he did, The Mr. Black

He stood like a rock, a man men
he let that lumberjack hit him again
And then a voice as kind as could be
He cut him down a big oak tree when he said

"You've got to that lonesome valley
You've got to walk it by
Oh, else can walk it for you
You've got to it by yourself"

been many years since we had to part
And I guess I his ways by heart
I can still his sermons ring
in the valley where he used to sing

I followed him, "Yes, sir", and I don't it
Hope that I'll be a credit to his memory
'Cause I you to understand
The Mr. Black was my old man

You've got to walk that valley
You've got to it by yourself
Oh, else can walk it for you
got to walk it by yourself

You've got to walk lonesome valley
You've got to walk it by
Oh, nobody can walk it for you
You've got to walk it by