Luyện nghe bài hát Sis' Draper

Kick shoes off in the corner
Mama, 'em babies all up snug
Sis' comin' over
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

Now, you boys get in tune
Sis' Draper's be here soon
Don't no dice nor get too tight
If you're gonna pick with tonight

She down from the Boston mountains
was lightnin' in the air
Honey on fiddle strings
in her hair

Now, a diamond in the rough
If you see the shine that's tough
play all night for the likes of us
Sis got the touch

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

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

Now, I think grandpa to date her
Grandma said she hates her
All the fellas up straighter
In the presence of Sis'

Sis' is her daddy's daughter
Plays the fiddle he bought her
Plays it her mamy taught her
She's a Arkansawyer

She put her in the box
And said it's awful late
on her way to Little Rock
And Little can't wait

So, we all there in the yard
Hands of watermelon
Watched her leave and her go
Wishin' we was in that

Sis' Draper is her daddy's
Plays the fiddle that he her
Plays it like her taught her
She's a Arkansawyer

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