Luyện nghe bài hát Tell 'Em I'm Broke

Tell 'Em I'm
(J. Lyon/G. Tallent)

People, I to be so down and out
They me the hard luck kid
I couldn't seem to catch a break
No what I did...no no
All these bill collectors call me up
for the money I owed
I'd just 'em I'm broke
And don't come 'round no mo'...uh uh

I to see this old buddy of mine
'Cause I knew he had some to lend
But when I rang his front bell
His wife let me in...huumm
I him shout from the pool out back
As she was that door
'em I'm broke
And don't come here no mo'

Can you believe stuff?!
What that old doesn't realize is;
I know I got the lot'ry ticket
Right in my pocket
And I collect ALL my winning's...
Brother, are we gonna a time...
And he gonna be invited
I feel pretty already...
I I'll blow some harp

Yeah, there'll be long haired
In dresses
And buddies my life of crime
I'll buy drinks in every dive in
And I ain't one damn dime
And if fool starts to come around
Knock-knock-knockin' on my door
We'll just 'em I'm broke
And don't come 'round here no