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 swingin'
Comin' up the Road
Them get to barkin'
Ought to tie em all up a rope

You boys get in tune
Sis Draper's gonna be soon
Don't shoot no dice nor get too
If gonna pick with Sis tonight

She came down from the mountains
There was in the air
Honey on fiddle strings
in her hair
She's a diamond in the
If you can't see the shine that's
Play all for the likes of us
Sis got the touch

She'll play all night if she feels 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 dropped his jaw
Said she's the I ever saw
She must be Arkansas

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

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

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

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

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