Luyện nghe bài hát The Legend of Wooley Swamp

If you ever go back Wooly Swamp son you better not go at night
There's things out there in the middle of woods
That'd make a strong man die fright
There's things crawl and things that fly
And things that around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucias Clay gets up and it walks

But I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for
And I conceive it, I never would listen to nobody else
No I couldn't it, I just had to find out for myself
That there's things in this world you just can't explain

The old man lived in the Wooly Swamp way in the gurgling woods
And he did do a lot of harm in the world
But he did do no good
didn't think too much of him
They all he acted funny
The old man didn't about people anyway
All he cared was his money
He'd stuff it all in Mason jars and bury it all around
But on certain nights if the was right
He'd dig it up out of the
He'd pour it all out on the floor of his
And run his fingers it
Old Lucias Clay was a old man
And all there ever was to it

But I couldn't it, I just had to find out for myself
And I couldn't conceive it, I never would listen to else
No I couldn't believe it, I just had to out for myself
That there's things in this world you just can't explain

The Crayton were white trash they lived over on Parvis Creek
They were a real snake and as a cat
And belligerent when speak
One night the oldest brother said ya'll meet in the Wooly later
get old Lucias' money and we'll pitch him to the alligators
They the old man out in the back with a shovel in his hand
And thirteen rusty Mason jars he just dug up out of the
And they all went crazy and beat the old man
Then picked him up off the ground
Then they threw him in the and they stood there and laughed
Till the black water sucked him
Then they turned and went back to the shack
And they up the money and ran
But they hadn't nowhere when they realized
They were running in
And they struggled and screamed but they couldn't get
Then just before were gone
They could hear old man laughing
In a voice that was loud and

Now that's been fifty years ago an' if you go back by there
a spot in the yard in back of that shack
Where the is always wet
And on certain nights if the is right
And you're by the dark footpath
You can hear three young men
And you can hear old man laugh

If you ever go back into Wooly Swamp son you not go at night
There's things out there in the of them woods
That'd make a strong man die from
There's things that and things that fly
And things that around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucias Clay up and it walks around

But I believe it, I just had to find out for myself
And I couldn't conceive it, I never would listen to else
No I couldn't believe it, I just had to out for myself
there's some things in this world you just can't explain