Luyện nghe bài hát Workin' Cheap

Every since the day, I was big to put my pants on by myself
You could find me somewhere the radio turned on
Then one night I gave my heart to an old beat-up
It never left my arms till I was grown

I had to try my hand as a man tried to be my daddys son
But my mind was and gone and headed south
Momma said, Ill for you, then she said, Goodbye
To the only one out of seven that didn't out

Now, Im way down hear in Dixie playing honky music
Keepin some joint a jumpin every of the week
Lord knows its hard to keep a dance hall woman
When youre a little too much and youre workin' cheap

Well, I aint done a thing I can brag to anyone back home
Just another night club singer with a real good
If a jealous woman dont kill me and keeps on prayin'
Someday I might be more what I am