Luyện nghe bài hát The Tennessee Kid

On Mardi Gras day the kid
in a puddle
Of his own worst
Haunted by the
Of vague
No corporeal he could name
So the kid Lucifer himself
oaths most grievously discourteous
And charged him
to atone
At the
Celebrated in
on

Up jumped the
In the of the thoroughfare
"Who to utter my most secret name?"
He
But the kid yielded not so much as an
To
Steadfast he rejoined the enemy in
"Old then, Satan, Mephistopheles,

By any name you ain't nothin'
a rose"
Then he his loins for the
Ensuing
But the devil only and the kid
Shuddered when he he said

Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey
The balance due someday

just one goddamn minute cried the kid
From the
You never mention
no kinda note
Just said, sign here, it's just a
You'll never it
I ain't set foot in a church since I was
A little ol'
Reckoned I was straight to hell
By the
No matter how long and how
That I
So I might as learn how to make
guitar talk
Somebody said ol' Bob
down this way
And say

Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey
the balance comes due someday

And the raised himself up
To the fullness of his
wings eclipsing a sanguine
Mississippi
behemoth the trampler
Of infidels,
He who sweeps away
With a flick of his
Theopolis, Agrrippa, Faustus,
Lurid and long is the of my prey
Question not the ironclad
Of my
Set down here in
In very own hand

And the Tennessee kid an eye
On the where his mark
Was clearly inscribed
And he fell to his
But it was too late to
And his very last breath he did say

Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey
The comes due someday