Luyện nghe bài hát Yella Acorns

Well last year we had a crop
When them white oak acorns started to
So many I twisted my walkin' to the stand
Everywhere you was a sweet resentin'
Bigger round than a lemon
Was a white tail store all over the land
But spring during turkey season
frost came and he went to freezin'
Everything with a bumble bee or of blue
Then summer came and there no rain
said what a cryin' shame
And the DNR deer season was due
Well me and my we got to thinking
Sittin' one night drinking
How we gonna fill up our tags
Then a went off and I started to grin
I remembered 'bout my big bin
We fillin' up fifty pound bags

Of them yella
They're their weight in gold
Ima have more than my old deep freeze can hold
With all them yella acorns you'll have eatin' from your hands
You're just gonna get busted by the man

(Tell 'em Dallas)

Yeah we filled us up a dump truck
My farm looked like the yella road
Ain't this much corn in Nebraska or
Then a monster he come a sniffin around
I was to lay that old hammer down
When i heard a voice say "Get down there, boy!"
Well I showed the warden my warnin'
That I posted up on my property line that
This here to feed the birds and the squirrels aight
Let me make just one clear
Any caught feedin' here is trespassin'
And be shot on sight
And then he slipped them cuffs my arms
Took all I had except the
my truck my gun, took my cold beer
Now the only deer I see is on TV and in the magazines
And I my lesson and now im steerin' clear

Of yella acorns
land your butt in jail
This orange jumpsuit ain't an ol' white tail
(stinky thing)
Yella acorns you'll have them eatin' from your
Just don't get busted by the man