Luyện nghe bài hát Bootlegger King

Born just south of Knoxville to a 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 business man he went and old Hoke and Stan
And he started holdin' Chattanooga

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

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

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

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

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