Luyện nghe bài hát Tell 'Em I'm Broke

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

People, I used to be so and out
They called me the luck kid
I just couldn't seem to a break
No what I did...no no
All bill collectors would call me up
Cryin' for the I owed
I'd just 'em I'm broke
And come 'round here no mo'...uh uh

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

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

Yeah, there'll be haired misses
In dresses
And buddies from my of crime
buy drinks in every dive in Jersey
And I ain't savin' one damn
And if that fool starts to come
Knock-knock-knockin' on my door
We'll just tell 'em I'm
And don't come 'round no more