Luyện nghe bài hát The Legend of Wooley Swamp

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

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

The old man lived in the Wooly Swamp way in the gurgling woods
And he never did do a lot of in the world
But he never did do no
People think too much of him
They all thought he acted
The old man didn't care people anyway
All he cared was his money
He'd stuff it all down in jars and bury it all around
But on certain if the moon was right
dig it up out of the ground
He'd pour it all out on the of his shack
And run his through it
Old Lucias Clay was a old man
And that's all there was to it

But I believe it, I just had to find out for myself
And I couldn't conceive it, I never would to nobody 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

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

Now been fifty years ago an' if you go back by there again
There's a spot in the yard in back of shack
the ground is always wet
And on nights if the moon 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 son you better not go at night
There's things out there in the middle of woods
That'd a strong man die from fright
things that crawl and things that fly
And that creep around on the ground
And they say the of Lucias Clay gets up and it walks around

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