Luyện nghe bài hát Sis Draper

Kick your off in the corner, mama
the babies all up snug
Sis Draper's over
We all cut a rug

When you see lantern swingin' yonder
Comin' up the Road
Them get to barkin'
Ought to tie em all up a rope

You boys better get in
Sis Draper's gonna be here
Don't no dice nor get too tight
If you're pick with Sis tonight

She down from the Boston mountains
There was in the air
Honey on them fiddle
in her hair

She's a in the rough
If you can't see the that's tough
Play all night for the of us
Sis got the touch

She'll all night if she feels like it
Have some fruit punch if you it
Sis don't care who don't it
See, ol' Sis has got a of a bow arm on her

She up and sawed one off
And uncle dropped his jaw
she's the best I ever saw
She must be from

I think grandpa used to her
Grandma she still hates her
All the fellas up straighter
In the presence of Sis

Sis Draper is the daughter
the fiddle, daddy bought her
Plays it her mama taught her
She's a Arkansawyer

Put her in a box
Said getting awful late
on her way to Little Rock
And Little can't wait

So we all out in the yard
Hands all full of
Watcher her watched her go
I was in that wagon

Sis is the devil's daughter
the fiddle, daddy bought her
Plays it her mama taught her
She's a travelin'