Luyện nghe bài hát Stack-A-Lee

Stack-a-Lee shot Lyons
He shot boy so fast
The went through Billy
it the bartender's glass

went around the corner
Where they shot in his side
Stack-a-Lee went
In his door

He mother, oh mother
Won't you turn me, over
I've been jabbed in my left
With a 44

all the ladies, heard that Stack
Oh was dead
Some come in orange colors
Some came in red

Oh it for him now

Stack-a Lee to the devil
To poor Billy's soul
But the poor boy he was
He had down to Shango

Now the devil heard a
A mighty rumbling, under the
He said must be Mr. Stack pointing Billy

Now it seems that old
On top of his chair
He said if you want Mr. boy
Get him by

Now I told you all my story
And sang you all my little
But and Billy Lyons
They dead and gone