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 my thirst for the ole' jug wine.
And the work is done,
we drink to the setting sun.
And his father before,
He's a hillbilly miner's 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 than the day's begun.
Out the river trail,
Panning through the on the miner detail.
But the was thin,
And we for the taste of the bootleg 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 riches and we ask why,
Gonna drink 'till the runs dry.

3]
And the was dry,
just to get us all by.
With sign of guilt,
others' claims through the cloudy silt.
Left home ago,
With the summer scent of and that leather 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' yellow water 'till the rush in.
Never rich the riches and we don't ask why,
Gonna 'till the liquor runs dry.

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

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

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