Luyện nghe bài hát Talking Hard Work

While we are on the subject of work
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 work
I ain't ever got no where, but I got there by hard

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 worked my way
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 jail and I worked my way jail
Woke up a lot of mornin's, know where I was at
The hardest I ever done was, when I was tryin'
To get myself a worried woman to help my worried mind

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

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

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 dogs lick me all over times
I's bit by hungry dogs and I was chewed all to
My water moccasins and on two river bottoms

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

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

I dug cisterns of water 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 seven trade unions
I could find, I paid my wages, a, dues six in advance

I waded forty miles of swamps and six big rivers
Walked across two of mountains
Crossed three deserts, I got the fever, sun stroke, Malaria,
Moonstruck, skeeter bit, poison ivy and the seven year
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 hit and run down
Run over and walked on knocked around, I'm sittin' here
Now tryin' to up what else I can do to show that women
I still ain't afraid of hard work