Luyện nghe bài hát Who Shot Sam

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

Her started rolling
We should've a-bowlin'
Wam, bam, who shot My, my

Now Sam and Silly Millie at a half past
Were rockin' and rollin' on a hardwood
Then Gurdie barged in on the fun
Silly got jealous and she pulled out a gun

Tables started
44 was a
Wam, bam, who shot My, my

Well, the police, the chief, highway patrol
Was down the front door with a big, long pole
Sammy was a-lyin' on the cold, cold
Shot through the with a 44

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

Now they took Silly Millie to jail
They were gonna her for shootin' old Sam
The judge gave her 20, said that's a lot
You give me nothin', he's already half shot

Drinkin' white
Started all the
Wam, bam, who shot 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
Shot the middle with a 44

was a-cryin'
Sam was dying
Wam, bam, who Sam? My, my

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

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