Luyện nghe bài hát Sam Jones' Blues

(Spoken:
Who's knockin' on that door

You better get from that door
I don't nobody named Jones
You're in the right church, brother, but the pew)

Sam Jones left his lawful wife, to step around
Came back home, 'bout a
Took it for his brown
to his accustomed shore
And he knocked his knuckles
His she came, but to his shame
She knew his face no
Sam said, "I'm husband, dear"
But she said, "Dear, that's to hear"

You talkin' to Mrs. Jones
You to Miss Wilson now
I used to be lawful mate
But the judge changed my fate
Was a time you could-a' right in
And call this place your home home
But now all mine, for all time
I'm and livin' all alone
Don't need clothes, don't need your rent
Don't need ones and twos
Though I rich, I know my stitch
I earned my shoes
Say, hand me the key that unlocks my front
Because that bell don't read Sam no more, no
You ain't talkin' to Mrs.
You speakin' to Miss now