Luyện nghe bài hát The Prospectors

1]
It's four nine,
By a near the western pine.
I a man at the mine,
And he shares my thirst for the jug wine.
And the work is done,
we drink to the setting sun.
And his father before,
He's a claim-jumpin' hillbilly son.

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

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

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

3]
And the was dry,
Panning to get us all by.
With sign of guilt,
Dredging others' claims the cloudy silt.
home long ago,
With the summer scent of roses and leather on willow.
And so the old flows,
Tryin' to kill a little until a rich vein shows.

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

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

Hey give me rye whisky, rye dry gin,
Give me yellow water 'till the rush comes in.
Never rich from the riches and we ask why,
Gonna drink the liquor runs dry.

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