Luyện nghe bài hát The Death of Sis Draper

Kick shoes off in the corner mama
Tuck the babies all up
Sis Draper's comin' over, we all cut a rug
When you see lantern swingin' yonder
Comin' up the Road
dogs'll get to barkin'
Ought to tie em all up a rope

You boys better get in
Sis gonna be here soon
Don't no dice nor get too tight
If you're gonna pick with Sis

She came down from the mountains
was lightnin' in the air
Honey on them fiddle
Magnolia in her
She's a diamond in the
If you see the shine that's tough
Play all night for the of us
Sis got the touch

She'll play all if she feels like it
Have some fruit if you spike it
Sis don't 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 Arkansas

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

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

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 watched her go
Wishin' I was in that

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