Luyện nghe bài hát Sulphur to Sugarcane

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

Now if you catch my eye and you find that it runs down leg
It's like a match pretty hard upon a powder keg
They tell you from the to the waters of the gulf
If you take all the sugar you end up in the sulphur
And burning
Hello baby I'm to meet you
I do you wrong, honey
I cheat you, honey
When can I see you
you up in cellophane
It's not very far from Sulphur to

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

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

The in Poughkeepsie
Take their clothes off they're tipsy
But in Albany, New
They the filthy way I talk
Until they gargle with the finest
They get the grape and the grain
It's not very far from to Sugarcane

It's not very far from to Sugarcane
If I could find a
Here in Bloomington,
I would play it with my
Until the girls all take their off
The women knock my door in odd and even numbers
But none of them as wild as I've discovered in
I up married women 'cause I heard it was a sin
But now I'm back in Pittsburgh, I might it up again
Because they with the finest champagne
They can't get the grape and the
It's not very far from to Sugarcane

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

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