Luyện nghe bài hát Sink Hole

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

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

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

'Cause he even look me in the eye
He just takes my and apologize
With pen, paper, and a smile
He says the is done
The sound you hear is my daddy
The sound you is my daddy spinning
The sound you hear is my daddy
what the banker done

Like to invite him for pot roast beef
And mashed and sweet tea
Follow it up with banana pudding
And a around the farm
Show him the from McGee town hill
Let him stand in my and see how it feels
To lose the last thing on earth that's
I'd rather lose my and arms

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