Luyện nghe bài hát Tennessee Saturday Night

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

Civilized live there alright
But they all go native on Saturday

music is a fiddle and a crack guitar
They take the 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 lights out the
Yes, they all go 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
'Cause it's gonna be a funeral if you a fight

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

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

people live there alright
But they all go native on Saturday