Luyện nghe bài hát Tennessee Saturday Night

Now listen while I you 'bout a place I know
Down in Tennessee where the tall corn
from the world in a bunch of pines
Where the moon's a little bashful and shines

Civilized people live there
But they all go native on night

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

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

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

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

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

Civilized live there alright
But all go native on Saturday night