Luyện nghe bài hát The Death of Sis Draper

Kick your off in the corner mama
Tuck the all up snug
Sis Draper's comin' over, we all cut a rug
When you see that swingin' yonder
up the Holler Road
Them dogs'll get to
Ought to tie em all up a rope

You boys get in tune
Sis gonna be here soon
Don't shoot no dice nor get too
If you're gonna pick Sis tonight

She came down from the Boston
There was in the air
Honey on them strings
Magnolia in her
She's a in the rough
If you can't see the shine that's
Play all night for the of us
Sis Draper's got the

She'll play all if she feels like it
Have some punch if you spike it
Sis care who don't like it
See, ol' Sis has got a of a bow arm on her

She stepped up and one off
And uncle Cleve his jaw
Said the best I ever saw
She must be from

I Grandpa used to date her
says she still hates her
All the stand up straighter
In the of Sis Draper

Sis Draper is the devil's
Plays the Daddy bought her
Plays it like her mama her
a travelin' Arkansawyer

Put her in a box
Said getting awful late
She's on her way to Little
And Little can't wait

So we all out in the yard
Hands all of watermelon
her leave watched her go
Wishin' I was in wagon

Sis Draper is the devil's
Plays the fiddle bought her
Plays it her mama taught her
She's a Arkansawyer