Luyện nghe bài hát Talking Hard Work

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

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

Worked my way in and I worked my way outta jail
up a lot of mornin's, didn't know where I was at
The hardest work I done 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 I was tellin' you about, I shook hands
With ninety seven of her and her blood relatives
And I done the same with eighty six people
Who's her friends and her neighbors

I kissed seventy babies and put dry pants
On thirty four of em', well as others done this same thing times
there are a lot of other things just like this
I held one hundred twenty wild horses
And put saddles and bridles on more that

Harnessed some of the craziest and wildest teams in 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 water moccasins and rattlesnakes on two bottoms

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

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

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

I waded forty eight miles of swamps and six big
Walked two ranges of mountains
Crossed three deserts, I got the fever, sun stroke, Malaria,
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 eell as by three cars on highways
A lot of times in people's hen houses, I been hit and run
Run over and on knocked around, I'm just sittin' here
Now tryin' to study up what else I can do to show that
I still ain't afraid of hard work