Luyện nghe bài hát Tennessee Saturday Night

Now listen while I tell you a place I know
in Tennessee where the tall corn grows
Hidden the world in a bunch of pines
Where the moon's a little and seldom shines

Civilized people there alright
But they all go native on Saturday

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

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

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

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

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

Civilized people live alright
But they all go on Saturday night