Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad Of Purvis Greene

Way up on the mountain about a from here,
There's some growing that The People fear,
Cause it you laugh,
The forbid such fun as that.
It you laugh,
The laws forbid fun as that.
I promised my before they died,
I'd keep the family farm and I've always tried,
But when low,
You know what this poor man grows.
But money's low,
You what crop this poor man grows.
just enough to stay ahead of broke,
Without that there'da been no hope;
You it's awful hard,
To make a off a worn-out hillside farm;
Yeah, it's hard,
To make a living off a hillside farm;
How could it be such a crime,
To help your family and farm survive?
It no one,
For them that used it, fun.
It no one,
For that used it, harmless fun.
Off my front porch I seen a buzz,
The road's blocked by swat team fuzz,
And mean me harm,
me, and take my farm.
And they me harm,
me, and take my farm.
Seized and at half its price,
took my land and my way of life,
And for all done,
You locking me up didn't stop it none,
And for all done,
You know me up didn't stop it none.
Marijuana ain't blowin' away,
I'm to tell you its around to stay;
So I know,
Why can't just leave us alone?
So I know,
Why they just leave us alone?