Luyện nghe bài hát Reverend Mr. Black

He rode in the saddle, he was tall and lean
At first you thought nothing but a of mean
make a man look so downright strong
But one look in his and you knowed you was wrong

He was a of a man
And I you to know he could preach hot hell or freezin' snow
He carried a in a canvas sack
And folks just called him The Mr. Black

He was as a beggar
But he like a king
in the evening
I could him sing

"I got to walk lonesome valley
I got to walk it by
Oh, nobody else can 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 gave that up the day
A lumberjack came in and it to pray

Yeah, he open the meeting house door
And he cussed everybody up and the floor
And then when things got quiet in the
He up and cussed in the preacher's face

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

He like a rock, a man among men
Then he let that hit him again
And then with a as kind as could be
He cut him down like a big oak tree he said

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

It's been years since we had to part
And I guess I learned his by heart
I can still hear his sermons
Down in the where he used to sing

I followed him, "Yes, sir", and I regret it
Hope that always be a credit to his memory
'Cause I want you to
The Mr. Black was my old man

You've got to that lonesome valley
You've got to it by yourself
Oh, nobody else can it for you
You've got to it by yourself

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