Luyện nghe bài hát Talking Hard Work

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

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

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

I'm gonna tell ya just how much I had to do
To get this woman I was you about, I shook hands
With ninety seven of her and her blood relatives
And I done just the same 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 this same thing several times
Well are a lot of other things just like this
I held one hundred five wild horses
And put saddles and on more than that

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

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

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

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

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

A couple of times struck by lightning, by Congress
by friends and kinfolks eell as by three cars on highways
A lot of times in people's hen houses, I hit and run down
Run over and walked on knocked around, I'm just sittin'
Now tryin' to study up else I can do to show that women
That I still afraid of hard work