Luyện nghe bài hát Sink Hole

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

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

Lots of of my purdy family
of pictures of my purdy family
Lots of pictures of my family
In the house I was born
House has through five tornadoes
Droughts, floods, and five
I'd wrestle an alligator
Than to face the scorn

'Cause he won't even me in the eye
He takes my land and apologize
pen, paper, and a friendly smile
He says the deed is
The sound you hear is my daddy
The sound you is my daddy spinning
The you hear is my daddy spinning
Over what the banker

Like to him for some pot roast beef
And potatoes and sweet tea
Follow it up with some pudding
And a walk the farm
Show him the from McGee town hill
Let him stand in my shoes and see how it
To lose the last on earth that's real
I'd lose my legs and arms

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