Luyện nghe bài hát Bootlegger King

Born just south of Knoxville to a family both humble and
Never for anything at the early age of ten delivered newspapers door to door
Then he was in his teens he dreamed 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 he'd ever wanted they labelled him the bootlegger king
He always trusted Stan and Hoke to do as were told
They were to drive and not to think
A smooth talking business man and he convinced old Hoke and
booze was made for selling not to drink

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

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

Then one day he met a 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 the ones that got there first
Was the crooks he dealt with just last night
The only thing they believed is honor among the thieves
And he found a lot of on the scene
The choir's mouth were opened wide and that old bloodshot eyes
Were focused on bootlegger king

He sat there on the bench that new born baby made him think
He knew he had a lot he 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 don't know the name of beer
true friends are few and far between
He ain't proud of what he had to do he's heard the words that said the
They're out to get that king
That king's fingers...