Luyện nghe bài hát Who Shot Sam

Well, I met Sampson down in New Orleans
He had a lot of money and a long
us honky tonkin' on a Saturday night
We met Millie, everything was alright

Her eyes rolling
We went a-bowlin'
Wam, bam, who shot My, my

Now Sam and Silly Millie at a past four
rockin' and rollin' on a hardwood floor
Then dirty barged in on the fun
Silly Millie got and she pulled out a gun

Tables started
44 was a
Wam, bam, who Sam? My, my

Well, the police, the fire chief, highway
Was knockin' down the front with a big, long pole
Sammy was a-lyin' on the cold, cold
through the middle with a 44

Millie was
Sam was surely
Wam, bam, who Sam? My, my

Now they Silly Millie to jail downtown
were gonna book her for shootin' old Sam
The judge her 20, Millie said that's a lot
You shouldn't me nothin', he's already half shot

white lightning
Started all the
Wam, bam, who Sam? My, my

Well, the police, the fire chief, patrol
Was knockin' down the front door with a big, pole
was a-lyin' on the cold, cold floor
Shot the middle with a 44

was a-cryin'
Sam was surely
Wam, bam, who shot My, my

Now they took Silly to jail downtown
They were gonna book her for old Sam
The judge gave her 20, Millie said a lot
You shouldn't give me nothin', he's already half

Drinkin' white
Started all the
Wam, bam, who shot My, my