Luyện nghe bài hát Sink Hole

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

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

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

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

Like to invite him for some pot roast
And mashed and sweet tea
it up with some banana pudding
And a walk the farm
him the view from McGee town hill
Let him in my shoes and see how it feels
To lose the last thing on that's real
I'd rather my legs and arms

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