Luyện nghe bài hát The Legend Of Wooly Swamp

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

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

The old man lived in the Wooley
Way in Booger Woods
He did do a lot of harm in the world
But he did do no good
People didn't think too of him
all thought he acted funny
The old man care about people anyway
All he about was his money

He'd stuff it all down in mason
And he'd 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 floor of his
And run his through it
Yeah, Lucius Clay was a old man
And that's all there was to it

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

The cable boys was trash
They over on Carver's Creek
They were mean as a and sneaky as a cat
And belligerent when speak
One night the oldest brother
"Y'all me at the Wooley Swamp later
We'll take old Lucius's
And we'll him to the alligators"

found the old man out in the back
With a in his hand
Thirteen rusty jars
Was just dug up out of the
And they all went crazy and they 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 went to the shack
And up the money and ran
They gone no where when they realized
They were running in
And they and they screamed
But they get away and just before they went under
could hear that old man laughing
In a voice as loud as

And that's fifty years ago
And you can go by yet
There's a spot in the yard in the of that shack
Where the ground is wet
And on nights, if the moon is right
Down by the that dark
You can hear 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 things out there in the middle of woods
That a strong man die from fright
Things crawl and things that fly
And things that around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Clay
Gets up and he walks

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

some things in this world
You just explain