Luyện nghe bài hát When Good Ol' Boys Go Bad

Old was a corn fed Sunday school teacher
At the Cheephill of Christ
A God fence clearing, hay slinging
Hymn singing, back all of his life

Came in one night, find his pretty wife
In the arms of man
There's hell to pay when a good ole boy bad

In a smoke filled night club by the river
Sat a stranger dealing five card
He was a big talkin', fast walkin' fly by
to take the money and run

They caught the fella
So set him up a meeting
With his maker in the promise
Nobody sees a thing when a good ole boy bad

The good book out the window
the gloves go to the floor
His a damn to be a righteous man
Don't a damn no more
Under that collar
a big ole long red tail
It the truth, but it bleeds through
a good ole boy goes bad

Now old man Taylor was a fourth
growin' son of a gun
One dry Uncle Sam come a runnin'
Wantin' money but wasn't none

He put a crop in the
When night came he
By he had the cold hard cash
When get hard
Sometimes a ole boy goes bad

The good book out the window
When the go to the floor
His a damn to be a righteous man
Don't a damn no more
Under that blue
There's a big ole red tail
It hides the but it bleeds through
a good ole boy goes bad

The good book out the window
When the gloves go to the
His give a damn to be a man
Don't give a damn no
Under that collar
There's a big ole long red
It hides the truth but it bleeds
When a ole boy goes bad

It hides the truth but it through
When a ole boy goes bad