Luyện nghe bài hát Sour Grain

Well Shakey is a hundread and three
Still strong as
Swigs of dew
Was his

I his a only fear
Was country vulgar cold and
the day he'd booze
And keep the

He the big best way
To
Is a fierce woman
And a jar of

however you can
It's all by me
Well I'd stake my but my mule got lame
How lucky can a boy be

Don't you know that bum
Stole my pigs?
Ask me how he gets in fix
But I'd sure to play some licksy game

'Cause I my pay
it all on me
There's my brown dog
Here's my landlord

Someway whatever you
It's all by me
I'd cut my corn but my got torn
How can a poor boy be

ah yeah
It's all by me
I'd cut my corn
But how lucky can a boy be yes