Luyện nghe bài hát Talking Hard Work

While we are on the subject of work
I just wanted to say you that, "I always was a man who likes work"
I was born and I worked my way up by hard work
I ain't ever got no where, but I got by hard work

Work of the hardest kind I down and I been out
I been disgusted I been and I couldn't be trusted
I worked my way up and I my way down
I been drunk and I been sober, I been baptized and got
I been robbed for cash and I been robbed on a

my way in jail and I worked my way outta jail
Woke up a lot of mornin's, didn't where I was at
The hardest work I ever was, when I was tryin'
To get myself a worried woman to help ease my mind

I'm gonna tell ya just how much I had to do
To get this woman I was tellin' you about, I shook
With ninety of her kinfolk and her blood relatives
And I just the same with eighty six people
Who's just her friends and her

I kissed seventy three and put dry pants
On thirty four of em', well as others done this thing several times
Well there are a lot of other just like this
I held one hundred twenty five wild
And put and bridles on more than that

Harnessed some of the craziest and teams in that whole country'
I rode fourteen loco broncos to a stand
And I let forty two hound lick me all over seven times
I's bit by hungry dogs and I was all to pieces
My water moccasins and on two river bottoms

I chopped and carried hundred fourteen arm loads
Of wood, one hundred nine buckets of coal
Carried a gallon of eighteen miles over the mountains
Got lost, lost a good pair of in a mud hole
And I chopped and weeded forty eight of short cotton

Thirteen acres of bad corn, I cut the weeds
Out of eleven back yards, all on account of
I wanted to show her that I was a man and I liked to
I cleaned out nine lofts, cranked thirty one cars
All and models, pulled three cars out of mud holes
And four or five out of drifts

I dug five cisterns of water for some of her
Run all kinds of errands, the fiddle for nine
Church meetin's I eleven separate denominations
I joined up and signed up seven best trade unions
I find, I paid my wages, a, dues six months in advance

I waded eight miles of swamps and six big rivers
across two ranges of mountains
Crossed deserts, I got the fever, sun stroke, Malaria, blue
Moonstruck, bit, poison ivy and the seven year itch
And the staggers, I was give up for less, lost and dead

A of times struck by lightning, struck by Congress
Struck by friends and kinfolks eell as by cars on highways
A lot of times in people's hen houses, I been hit and run
Run over and walked on around, I'm just sittin' here
Now to study up what else I can do to show that women
That I ain't afraid of hard work