Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' to Myself

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Good Lord, good Lord, send me an down
"Can't spare you no angel but I'll sure you a teasin' brown"
new way of lovin', mama it must be best
These-a Georgia women just let Mr. Samuel rest
at the crowds out on the corner, wondered who could it be?
It a thing but the women trying to get to me
I even went down to the depot, with my in my hand
Crowd of women crying: "Mr. Samuel won't you be my man"?
My she told me when I was a boy playin' mumble peg
"Don't drink no black milk, don't you eat no black hen's egg
Black man give you a dollar mama, he won't think its strange

man will give a dollar but want back ninety-five cents change
If they call me cheater, pretty boy I'll real you
If you will allow me a chance, I'll gnaw your half in two
I took a trip out on the ocean, the sound of the deep blue sea
I a crab with a swim trying to do the

I want to tell you mama, seem mighty doggone strange
You made me mess around gal and break my jojo string
Honey I ain't gonna be the old ox no more
You done 'mess around' let your ox get hauled
My she got a
mojo, place she try to it hid
Samuel got something to find that mojo with
I heard a rumblin', deep down in the ground
It wasn't a thing but the women tryin' to run me