Luyện nghe bài hát Bootlegger King

Born south of Knoxville to a family both humble and poor
Never asked for at the early age of ten delivered newspapers door to door
Then when he was in his teens he and scheemed for finer things
And he figured out what he would do
To be a big time man he went and hired old Hoke and Stan
And he started holdin' Chattanooga

his pockets filled with money and his fingers sported flashing diamond rings
He had all ever wanted when they labelled him the bootlegger king
He trusted Stan and Hoke to do exactly as were told
They were hired to and not to think
A talking business man and he convinced old Hoke and Stan
booze was made for selling not to drink

That old spring city never knew what all it carried
But they when she unloaded by the banks
Two rusty rigs roared out of there brakin' scrapin' jammin'
Disguised to look gasoline tanks
He knew the ways of opperate runnin' 58
Right on Kingston Tennessee
To make the sheriff turn his and face that old green pole and jack
And swap the load at junction Lee

That bootlegger king's fingers with diamond rings
And the lawman never quite where to wait
But they knew it for the for a load of hundred proof
He would flash his old handled 38

Then one day he met a girl the thing in all the world
He knew the time had come to his life
But it kinda hurt to go to church to find the that got there first
Was the same crooks he dealt with just last
The only thing that they believed is among the thieves
And he found a lot of partners on the
The choir's mouth were opened and that old deacon's bloodshot eyes
Were focused on that bootlegger

He sat on the mourners bench that new born baby made him think
He he had a lot he must confess
He knew enough to write a book with every name of every
So expose the whole rotten mess
And now got his conscience clear he still don't know the name of beer
Though true are few and far between
He ain't of what he had to do he's heard the words that said the truth
out to get that bootlegger king
That bootlegger fingers...