Luyện nghe bài hát Tennessee Saturday Night

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

Civilized people there alright
But they all go native on Saturday

Their music is a fiddle and a guitar
They take the kicks from an old jar
They do the boogie to an old dance
The woods're of couples lookin' for romance

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

they really get together there's a lot of fun
They all know the other packs a gun
Everybody his best and acts just right
'Cause it's gonna be a funeral if you a fight

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

Well, now you've heard my story a place I know
Down in Tennessee the tall corn grows
from the world in a bunch of pines
Where the moon's a bashful and seldom shines

Civilized live there alright
But they all go native on Saturday