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 lantern swingin' yonder
Comin' up the Holler
Them dogs'll get to
Ought to tie em all up with a

You boys get in tune
Sis Draper's be here soon
shoot no dice nor get too tight
If you're gonna pick Sis tonight

She down from the Boston mountains
There was in the air
Honey on fiddle strings
Magnolia in her
She's a diamond in the
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 night if she feels it
Have fruit 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 dropped his jaw
Said the best I ever saw
She must be Arkansas

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

Sis Draper is the devil's
Plays the fiddle Daddy her
it like her mama taught her
She's a travelin'

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

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

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