Luyện nghe bài hát Reverend Mr. Black

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

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

He was poor as a
But he rode like a
in the evening
I could hear him

"I got to walk lonesome valley
I got to it by myself
Oh, nobody can walk it for me
I got to it by myself"

If ever I could thought that this man in black
Was soft and had any up his back
I gave that up the day
A came in and it wasn't to pray

Yeah, he kicked open the meeting door
And he cussed everybody up and down the
And then when got quiet in the place
He up and cussed in the preacher's face

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

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

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

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

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

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

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