Luyện nghe bài hát The Legend of Wooley Swamp

If you ever go back into Wooly Swamp son you not go at night
There's out there in the middle of them woods
That'd make a man die from fright
There's things that crawl and things fly
And things that creep around on the
And they say the ghost of Lucias Clay 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 couldn't believe it, I just had to out for myself
That there's some things in this you just can't explain

The old man in the Wooly Swamp way back in the gurgling woods
And he never did do a lot of harm in the
But he never did do no
People think too much of him
They all thought he funny
The old man didn't care people anyway
All he cared about was his
He'd stuff it all down in jars and bury it all around
But on nights if the moon was right
He'd dig it up out of the
He'd it all out on the floor of his shack
And run his through it
Old Clay was a greedy 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 never would to nobody else
No I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for
That there's some things in this world you just can't

The Crayton were white trash they lived over on Parvis Creek
They were a snake and sneaky as a cat
And belligerent when speak
One the oldest brother said ya'll meet in the Wooly Swamp 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 Mason jars he just dug up out of the sand
And all went crazy and they beat the old man
Then they picked him up off the
Then they threw him in the swamp and they stood and laughed
Till the water sucked him down
Then they turned and went back to the shack
And they picked up the and ran
But they hadn't gone nowhere they realized
They were in quicksand
And they struggled and screamed but couldn't get away
Then just before were gone
could hear that old man laughing
In a voice was loud 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 is always wet
And on nights if the moon is right
And you're down by the dark
You can hear three young men
And you can hear that old man

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

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