Luyện nghe bài hát South Coast of Texas

The south of Texas is a thin slice of life
It' s salty and it it stern as a knife
the wind is for blown up hurricanes for showin'
The snakes how to swim and the trees how to

And the and their ladies are out in the beer joints
Drinkin' 'em down for they sail with the
They're bound for the Bay of Campeche
And the deck hands are 'Adios Jole Blon'

In the cars of my youth how I tore those sand dunes
Cut up my tires on them oyster shell
But nothin' is say the old men in the shipyards
Turnin' trees into shrimp Hell I guess they ought to know

And the shrimpers and ladies are out in the beer joints
Drinkin' 'em for they sail with the dawn
They're for the Mexican Bay of Campeche
And the deck hands are singin' 'Adios Jole

snowbirds in search of that sunshine and night life
And fond of greasin' palms down the beach as goin'
This livin' on the of the waters of the world
Demands the dignity of cranes and
The of Gilbert Roland

And the shrimpers and their are out in the beer joints
Drinkin' 'em down for they sail with the
They're bound for the Bay of Campeche
And the deck hands are singin' Jole Blon'

And the shrimpers and their ladies are out in the joints
Drinkin' 'em down for they with the dawn
They're for the Mexican Bay of Campeche
And the deck hands are singin' 'Adios Jole
The deck hands are singin' 'Adios Jole