Luyện nghe bài hát Talking Hard Work

While we are on the of hard work
I just 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 kind I down and I been out
I been disgusted I been busted and I be trusted
I worked my way up and I my way down
I been and I been sober, I been baptized and got hijacked
I been robbed for and I been 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 how much work 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 babies and put dry pants
On thirty four of em', as others done this same thing several times
Well there are a lot of other things just this
I one hundred twenty five wild horses
And put saddles and bridles on more that

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

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

Thirteen acres of bad corn, I cut the sticker
Out of eleven yards, all on account of 'cause
I wanted to show her that I was a man and I liked to
I cleaned out nine barn lofts, thirty one cars
All makes and models, three cars out of mud holes
And four or out of snow 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 separate 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 eight miles of swamps and six big rivers
Walked across two ranges of
three deserts, I got the fever, sun stroke, Malaria, blue
Moonstruck, skeeter bit, ivy and the seven year itch
And the blind staggers, I was give up for less, lost and

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