Luyện nghe bài hát Tennessee Saturday Night

Now listen while I tell you 'bout a place I
Down in Tennessee where the tall grows
Hidden from the world in a bunch of
Where the moon's a bashful and seldom shines

Civilized people live there
But all go native on Saturday night

Their music is a fiddle and a crack
They the kicks from an old fruit jar
They do the to an old square dance
The woods're full of couples for romance

Some bartender takes his brogain out the lights
Yes, they all go native on Saturday

When they really get there's a lot of fun
They all know the fella packs a gun
Everybody does his best and acts right
it's gonna be a funeral if you start a fight

They and they shuffle till the broad daylight
Yes, all go native on Saturday night

Well, now heard my story 'bout a place I know
Down in where the tall corn grows
Hidden the world in a bunch of pines
Where the moon's a little bashful and seldom

Civilized people live alright
But all go native on Saturday night