Luyện nghe bài hát Sis Draper

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

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

You boys get in tune
Sis gonna be here soon
Don't shoot no nor get too tight
If you're pick with Sis tonight

She came from the Boston mountains
There was in the air
Honey on fiddle strings
in her hair

She's a in the rough
If you see the shine that's tough
all night for the likes of us
Sis Draper's got the

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

She stepped up and one off
And uncle dropped his jaw
Said she's the I ever saw
She be from Arkansas

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

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

Put her in a box
Said it's getting awful
on her way to Little Rock
And Little Rock wait

So we all out in the yard
Hands all full of
her leave watched her go
Wishin' I was in wagon

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