Luyện nghe bài hát Sis Draper

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

When you see that lantern yonder
Comin' up the Holler
dogs'll get to barkin'
Ought to tie em all up a rope

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

She down from the Boston mountains
was lightnin' in the air
Honey on them fiddle
Magnolia in her

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

She'll play all if she feels like it
Have some fruit if you spike 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 Cleve his jaw
she's the best I ever saw
She be from Arkansas

I think used to date her
Grandma she still hates her
All the stand up straighter
In the of Sis Draper

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

Put her in a box
Said it's getting late
She's on her way to Little
And Little can't wait

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

Sis Draper is the devil's
the fiddle, daddy bought her
Plays it like her taught her
a travelin' Arkansawyer