Luyện nghe bài hát The Prospectors

1]
It's eighteen nine,
By a creek the western pine.
I a man at the mine,
And he shares my for the ole' jug wine.
And when the is done,
Then we drink to the sun.
And his father before,
He's a claim-jumpin' hillbilly son.

Hey give me rye whisky, rye dry gin,
Give me yellow water 'till the rush comes in.
Never rich from the and we don't ask why,
Gonna drink the liquor runs dry.

2]
Damn sun,
Hits ya sooner than the begun.
Out the river trail,
through the gravel on the miner detail.
But the was thin,
And we for the taste of the bootleg gin.
So then we like sin,
Having worked like the devil just to the gold in.

Hey give me rye whisky, rye dry gin,
Give me glowin' water 'till the rush comes in.
Never rich from the and we don't ask why,
Gonna drink 'till the liquor dry.

3]
And the was dry,
just to get us all by.
With little of guilt,
Dredging claims through the cloudy silt.
Left long ago,
With the summer scent of roses and that on willow.
And so the old flows,
to kill a little time until a rich vein shows.

Hey me rye whisky, rye whisky dry gin,
Give me glowin' water 'till the rush comes in.
Never rich the riches and we don't ask why,
Gonna drink the liquor runs dry.

Oh San now you got me on my knees.
But it's for fools, we're just working mules.
Here for next to fees.

Hey give me rye whisky, rye dry gin,
Give me glowin' yellow water 'till the rush in.
Never from the riches and we don't ask why,
Gonna drink the liquor runs dry.

Give me rye whisky, rye dry gin,
Give me glowin' yellow water 'till the rush in.
rich from the riches and we don't ask why,
Gonna 'till the liquor runs dry.
drink 'till the liquor runs dry.