Luyện nghe bài hát The Bluegrass Widow

Its been five years this autumn, she remembers well the day
The day the fever got him, and took him far
Far from always knowing that the love they shared was true
Far away the fiddlers bowing, the grass blue

It was in the dead of winter her man first caught the chill
And he said he heard the angels singing Cabin on the
Through the springtime he was groaning The good times are past and
By the summer she was moaning Old lover please come

Now she stands out in the midnight in the all aglow
She to Carter Stanley Wont you please tell Bill Monroe
Rather be in dark hollow or some dark deep shady grove
Than to be a bluegrass

Spoken break:
I listening to bluegrass music in Bryan Duckworths rust red 1970 Ford Maverick.
Had an eight track tape deck and an eight track tape of Bill Greatest Hits.
We used to skip second period chemistry and go over to the Shamrock station across the street from the school and get a case of Texas Pride beer.
Charge it on my dads credit card and get em to write it up as oil so dad knew the difference.
Then wed ride and drink Texas Pride, listen to Bill Monroe.
Soon we got to be experts.
And wed stop in another Shamrock and get another Texas Pride case,
drink that and listen to the Stanley Brothers and then wed go get a tape of Jim and Jesse and it was on to the Kentucky Colonels and Mack Wiseman and the New Grass Revival, Peter Rowan, and finally I got the brilliant idea one day to all the greatest bluegrass song titles in the world and string em together to make this song right here,
The Bluegrass Widow. Quite possibly the bluegrass song ever written.

I did this in tribute to the Front Boys, which was a bluegrass band I was in in College Station, Texas.
We were a little four piece band, we played weddings and parties and out on the porch and beer joints and one weekend on a handful of cheap amphetamines, we to go to Crockett, Texas.
We entered the International Bluegrass Band Competition and took place.
We could play than anybody in the competition.
The other two bands took and third, respectively.
I met some friends and went off into the night separated from the Front Boys and met back up with them in the cold, gray light of dawn, as the bluegrass songs say.
They were standing underneath a giant pine tree there in Crockett singing the rudest, most grotesque, nastiest songs youve ever heard in your life.
Im talking about the kind of song where not only is the character in the song dead by the end of the song, but hes been as well.
And the Front Porch Boys stopped and looked up at me just long enough to say, Were taking music where its never been before.
And were not taking you us cuz you dont have that high and lonesome sound that bluegrass music requires. Well, Im not one to fight failure.
I packed up my and left.
The Front Porch Boys broke up three later when they realized I owned the PA system.

Will you miss me Im gone? were his final words to her
think of what youve done, then replied his Knoxville girl
And the had started turning when his mind began to fail
he broke down in a breakdown, now she wears a long black veil.

And she stands out in the midnight in the moonlight all
She prays to Carter Wont you please tell Bill Monroe
be in some dark hollow or some dark deep shady grove
Than to be a bluegrass

And she out in the midnight in the moonlight all aglow
She prays to Stanley Wont you please tell Bill Monroe
Rather be in some dark hollow or dark deep shady grove
Than to be a bluegrass