Luyện nghe bài hát Sulphur to Sugarcane

It's not very far from Sulphur to
Everywhere I travel the pretty girls my name
I give them a squeeze and shoot me a wink
I buy their hard-headed husbands a cool drink
You better come up smelling sweet you're a long time stinking
It's a too late to complain
It's not far from Sulphur to Sugarcane

Now if you catch my eye and you find that it runs down leg
It's like striking a match pretty hard a powder keg
They tell you from the borders to the of the gulf
If you take all the you will end up in the sulphur
And you're
baby I'm pleased to meet you
I wouldn't do you wrong,
I wouldn't you, honey
can I see you again?
Wrap you up in
It's not very far Sulphur to Sugarcane

It's not very far from Sulphur to
When eyes fill up with brine
'Cause you're drowning in
like the last days of Rome
With the and divine
And there's no place like home for a little from China
a little too late to complain
It's not very far from Sulphur to

You can go to Texas
Go to Mississippi
You can run out of
You can run out of
Throw open purse until you're crying for mercy
Go to
Escape
I'm like a miner North and South Carolina
And then if you continue you will end up in

The in Poughkeepsie
their clothes off when they're tipsy
But in Albany, New
love the filthy way I talk
Until they with the finest champagne
They can't get the grape and the
It's not very far from Sulphur to

It's not far from Sulphur to Sugarcane
If I could find a
Here in Bloomington,
I play it with my toes
the girls all take their clothes off
The women knock upon my door in odd and numbers
But none of them as wild as I've in Columbus
I gave up women 'cause I heard it was a sin
But now I'm in Pittsburgh, I might take it up again
Because gargle with the finest champagne
They can't get the and the grain
It's not very far from to Sugarcane

It's not very far from to Sugarcane
Up in
I was accused
But I'm not to hurt you
I'm here to steal virtue
Down in
The women will kill you for
But in Worcester,
They my sauce

The women in
Take their off when they're tipsy
But I hear in
They don't wear any
Once they with the finest champagne
They hitch up their skirts and
It's not far, sugar
not very far, sugar
Pour a little on me, sugar
It's not far from Sulphur to Sugarcane