Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey Dirt

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

The corn we raised on whiskey farm we stored in a jar and a gunny
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 whiskey
on whiskey dirt...
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We had to survive so we worked all everybody had his little thing to do
I had to and boil 'em Mason jars
did a fillin' and dad did a diggin' we had to keep it hid when we got through
Later on papa did 'em in the wagon yard
Now on whiskey dirt...
livin' on whiskey dirt...