Luyện nghe bài hát The Legend of Wooley Swamp

If you ever go back into Wooly son you better not go at night
There's things out there in the middle of woods
make a strong man die from fright
There's that crawl and things 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 believe it, I had to find out for myself
And I couldn't conceive it, I never listen to nobody else
No I couldn't believe it, I had to find out for myself
That there's some things in this 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 harm in the
But he never did do no
People didn't think too of him
all thought 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 moon was
dig it up out of the ground
He'd it all out on the floor of his shack
And run his through it
Old Lucias Clay was a old man
And that's all ever was to it

But I couldn't it, I just had to find out for myself
And I couldn't conceive it, I would listen to nobody else
No I couldn't believe it, I just had to out for myself
That there's some things in this world you can't explain

The Crayton boys were white trash they lived over on Creek
They were a real snake and as a cat
And belligerent they'd speak
One night the oldest brother said ya'll meet in the Wooly Swamp
We'll get old Lucias' 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 and they beat the old man
Then picked him up off the ground
Then they threw him in the and they stood there and laughed
the black water sucked him down
Then they turned around and went to the shack
And they up the money and ran
But they hadn't gone nowhere they realized
They were in quicksand
And they and screamed but they couldn't get away
Then just they were gone
They could that old man laughing
In a voice that was and strong

Now that's been fifty years ago an' if you go back by there
There's a spot in the yard in back of that
Where the ground is wet
And on certain if the moon is right
And down 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 of them woods
That'd a strong man die from fright
There's things that crawl and things fly
And things that around on the ground
And they say the of Lucias Clay gets 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 to nobody else
No I couldn't it, I just had to find out for myself
That there's some things in this world you just can't