Luyện nghe bài hát Reverend Mr. Black

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

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

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

"I got to that 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 have thought this man in black
Was and had any yellow up his back
I that notion up the day
A lumberjack came in and it to pray

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

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

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

"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"

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

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

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

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