Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Can Is Mine

Now here mama let me tell you this
If you wants to get I'm gonna give you my fist
You might read from back to Genesee
But if you get crooked, your can belongs to me
Ain't no need you no jive to me
your southern can is mine
Might go uptown have me and have me put in jail
Some hotshot got come and throw my bail
as I get out, hit the ground
Your can worth two dollar, half a pound
Ain't no need of bringing no to me
cause southern can is mine
You might take it from the south you might it up north
but understand you rule or either be my boss
Take it the east, hide it in the west
When I get it mama, can won't see no rest.
Ain't no of bringing no stuff to me
cause your can is mine
(in the morning)
southern can belongs to me
(i'm not dreamin)
your southern can to me.
Ah to ashes mama, and sin to sin,
every time I hit you think I've got a dozen hands.
Give you a punch through that barb-wire
Every time I hit you you'll say got no sense
Ain't no need of bringing no to me
your southern can is mine
(every bit of it)
southern can to me
Get me a out of my backyard
you the devil if you get kinda hard
Ain't no need of no jive here honey
cause southern can is mine
(you me cryin)
southern can to me
it a little bit, boy.

(guitar run)

Ah, your can is mine.
Now if I catch ya mama down in the heart of
take me a brick and tear your can on down.
Ain't no need you bringin no to me,
because southern can belongs to me
(I'm to ya)
your southern can to me.
You may be deathbed sick and mama and bound
I'll your can moan like a hound
Ain't no need you no stuff to me
because your can is mine
(you me talkin)
can belongs to me.

(Guitar run)

Oh spank it that.
The way Mae likes it.

your southern can is mine.
Sit there with your eyes all red
what I get your grandma dead.
Ain't no of bringing no jive to me
your southern can is mine
You got to stop barkin and raising the deuce
I'll you mama and turn every way but loose
Ain't no of bringing no jive here honey
cause southern can belongs to me
(every bit of it)
southern can to me.

(Guitar run.)

Aww, whup it boy, that's the way the like that thing.

Ain't no need of bringing no here honey
cause your can is mine
(you me talkin)
your can belongs to me.
Might twiddle like a
let it jump a frog
Every time I hit it holler
God oh God
Ain't no need of no jive here honey
cause southern can is mine
(you me talkin)
southern can to me.
Now play it a little bit, whup it.
Aww shucks. Play thing boy.
can belo-ongs to me.