Luyện nghe bài hát The Night The Lights Went Out In Georgia

He was on his way home Candletop,
Been two weeks gone, and he'd thought stop,
At Web's and have him a drink 'fore he home to her.
Warlord said: "Hello."
He "How. What's doin'?"
Wo said: "Sit down, I got some bad and it's gonna hurt."

He "I'm your best friend, and you know that's right,
"But your bride ain't home tonight.
Since you been gone, she's been that Amos boy, Seth."
Now he got mad, and he saw red.
Andy said: "Boy, don't you your head,
to tell you the truth, I've been with her myself."

That's the that the lights went out in Georgia.
That's the night that they hung an man.
Well, don't your soul to no backwoods, southerly lawyer.
the judge in the town's got blood stains on his hands.

Well Andy got scared, and the bar,
Walkin' on home, 'cos he live far.
You see, didn't have many friends,
And he just him one.
Brother his wife musta left town,
So he home and finally found,
The only Papa had left him, and that was a gun.

He off to Andy's house,
Slippin' through the woods quiet as a mouse.
Came upon some tracks too small for to make.
He through the screen at the back porch door,
And he saw Andy on the floor,
In a of blood, and he started to shake.

Well the Georgia patrol was their rounds,
So he a shot just to flag them down.
And a big-bellied grabbed his gun and said "Why'd you do it?"

Judge said guilty on a trial,
the sherriff on the back with a smile,
And said: "Supper's waitin' at home, and I get to it."

That's the night that the went out in Georgia.
That's the night that they hung an man.
Well, don't trust your soul to no backwoods, lawyer.
'Cos the judge in the got blood stains on his hands.

Well, hung my brother before I could say,
The he saw while on his way,
To Andy's house and that night were mine.
And his wife had never left town,
That's one body that'll be found.
You see, his little sister don't when she aims her gun.

That's the night that the lights out in Georgia.
That's the night that they hung an man.
Well, don't trust your soul to no backwoods, lawyer.
the judge in the town's got blood stains on his hands.

That's the night the lights went out in Georgia.
That's the night that they an innocent man.
Well, don't your soul to no backwoods, southerly lawyer.
'Cos the judge in the town's got blood on his hands.