Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Home

Two hobos on a line
I'm getting to go
Pulling on a bottle of burgundy
I'm getting to go
Well they couldn't hear southbound whistle when
The Dixie burned around the bend
And it punched their tickets for the land
I'm getting to go
(Chorus)
Sweet home, loving heaven
Sweet home, can't ya hear me low
Sweet home, lordy be traveling
So the gates wide open
Cause I'm ready to go
Two magpies on telephone
I'm ready to go
Singing to the corn like a choir
I'm getting to go
Old Framer John must be sound
shucked that corn and passed it around
But the old man's wife got her shotgun
I'm ready to go
(Chorus)
Listen pal 'fore your road is run
And tightrope breaks in two
a mighty big world you're standing on
And it keeps going round without little old You who
Boodle-am boodle-am boodle-am boo
Toodle-am toodle-am toodle-am too
Shake a leg shake a leg shake a leg a leg now
Break a leg drag a leg shake a leg grab a leg a leg shake a leg nowWell it's so long, good luck, great to know you I'm getting ready to go
May the lord above take a liking to you I'm getting to go
Well it's a short life of trouble so make more
When death comes creeping 'round your back
It don't knock twice brother for sure
I'm ready to go
(Chorus)
Kevin - vocal, guitjo
Ketch Secor - fiddle,
Critter Fuqua - banjo,
Chance - guitar, vocals
Cory Younts -
Gill - Dobro
Morgan - bass
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