Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey Dirt

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

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