Luyện nghe bài hát The Prospectors

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

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

2]
Damn sun,
ya sooner than the day's begun.
Out the river trail,
Panning the gravel on the miner detail.
But the was thin,
And we thirst for the taste of the gin.
So then we drank sin,
Having like the devil just to bring the gold in.

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

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

Hey give me rye whisky, rye dry gin,
Give me glowin' 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 just mules.
Here for to nothin' fees.

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

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