Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey Dirt

Livin' on whiskey dirt ain't easy Lord when you're
You might say a mighty rough row to hold
Sometimes you think you won't get no bigger (but I did)
When you planted in whiskey dirt it's hard to

The corn we raised on whiskey we stored in a jar and a gunny sack
But it us eaten when dad couldn't find any work
It was hard to smile when you knew that folks were laughin' out loud behind your
It's not much plant to do in the dirt
on whiskey dirt...
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We had to so we worked all together everybody had his little thing to do
I had to wash and boil 'em jars
Mama did a fillin' and dad did a diggin' we had to keep it hid we got through
Later on papa did 'em in the wagon yard
Now on whiskey dirt...
Well livin' on dirt...