Luyện nghe bài hát Sink Hole

I've been a religious man
I've always a religious man
But I met the banker and it like sin
He turned my bailout
The banker man, he let me
Let into me, let me
The man, he let into me
And spread my name

He thinks I ain't got a lick of
'Cause I talk slow and my spent
I ain't the type to hold it
But he better off my farm
'Cause it was my daddy's and his before
And his daddy's before and his daddy's
Five and an unlocked door
And a loaded burglar

of pictures of my purdy family
Lots of pictures of my family
Lots of pictures of my purdy
In the where I was born
has stood through five tornadoes
Droughts, floods, and tornadoes
I'd wrestle an alligator
Than to face the banker's

he won't even look me in the eye
He just takes my land and
With pen, paper, and a friendly
He says the deed is
The sound you hear is my daddy
The you hear is my daddy spinning
The sound you hear is my daddy
Over what the done

to invite him for some pot roast beef
And mashed potatoes and tea
it up with some banana pudding
And a walk around the
Show him the view McGee town hill
Let him stand in my shoes and see how it
To lose the thing on earth that's real
I'd rather lose my and arms

Bury his body in the old sink
Bury his body in the old sink
Bury his in the old sink hole
Under cold sky
Then damned if I wouldn't go to on Sunday
Damned if I wouldn't go to on Sunday
Damned if I wouldn't go to on Sunday
And look the in the eye