Luyện nghe bài hát The Legend Of Wooly Swamp

Well, if you go back into Wooley Swamp
Well, you not go at night
There's things out in the middle of them woods
make a strong man die from fright
Things that and things that fly
And things that creep on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucius
Gets up and he walks

But I believe it
I had to find out for myself
And I couldn't it
'Cause I never would have listened to nobody
And I believe it
I just had to find out for
There's some things in world
You just can't

The old man lived in the Swamp
Way back in Woods
He never did do a lot of harm in the
But he never did do no
People didn't too much of him
They all thought he acted
The old man didn't care about anyway
All he about was his money

He'd stuff it all down in mason
And bury it all around
And on certain nights if the moon was
dig it up out of the ground
He'd pour it all out on the of his shack
And run his fingers it
Yeah, Lucius was a greedy old man
And that's all that was to it

But I couldn't it
I just had to find out for
And I conceive it
'Cause I never would have listened to else
And I believe it
I had to find out for myself
There's some things in this
You just explain

The boys was white trash
They lived over on Carver's
They were as a snake and sneaky as a cat
And belligerent they'd speak
One the oldest brother said
"Y'all meet me at the Swamp later
We'll take old money
And feed him to the alligators"

They found the old man out in the
With a shovel in his
Thirteen mason jars
Was dug up out of the sand
And all went crazy and they beat the old man
And they picked him up off of the
Threw him in the swamp and stood there and
As the black water sucked him

Then they turned around and back to the shack
And up the money and ran
They gone no where when they realized
They were in quicksand
And they and they screamed
But they couldn't get and just before they went under
They could hear that old man
In a voice as as thunder

And that's fifty years ago
And you can go by yet
There's a spot in the in the back of that shack
Where the is always wet
And on nights, if the moon is right
by the that dark footpath
You can three young men screaming
You can one old man laugh.

Well, if you go back into Wooley Swamp
Well, you not go at night
There's out there in the middle of them woods
That make a strong man die from
Things that crawl and things fly
And things that creep around on the
And they say the ghost of Clay
Gets up and he around

But I believe it
I had to find out for myself
And I couldn't it
'Cause I never would have listened to nobody
And I believe it
I had to find out for myself
There's things in this world
You can't explain

There's some things in this
You just explain