Luyện nghe bài hát The Death of Sis Draper

Kick shoes off in the corner mama
the babies all up snug
Sis Draper's comin' over, we all cut a rug
When you see that lantern yonder
up the Holler Road
Them get to barkin'
Ought to tie em all up a rope

You boys better get in
Sis Draper's be here soon
Don't shoot no nor get too tight
If you're gonna with Sis tonight

She came down the Boston mountains
There was in the air
Honey on them fiddle
Magnolia in her
She's a in the rough
If you see the shine that's tough
Play all night for the of us
Sis Draper's got the

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

She up and sawed one off
And uncle Cleve his jaw
she's the best I ever saw
She must be from

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

Sis is the devil's daughter
Plays the fiddle bought her
Plays it like her taught her
She's a travelin'

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

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

Sis is the devil's daughter
Plays the fiddle bought her
Plays it like her taught her
She's a travelin'