Luyện nghe bài hát Sis Draper

Kick shoes off in the corner, mama
Tuck the babies all up
Sis Draper's comin'
We all cut a rug

When you see that lantern yonder
Comin' up the Holler
Them get to barkin'
Ought to tie em all up with a

You boys better get in
Sis Draper's gonna be here
Don't no dice nor get too tight
If you're pick with Sis tonight

She came from the Boston mountains
was lightnin' in the air
Honey on them strings
Magnolia in her

a diamond in the rough
If you can't see the shine that's
Play all for the likes of us
Sis got the touch

She'll play all if she feels like it
Have some fruit if you spike it
Sis don't care who don't it
See, ol' Sis has got a of a bow arm on her

She up and sawed one off
And uncle Cleve his jaw
she's the best I ever saw
She must be Arkansas

I grandpa used to date her
says she still hates her
All the fellas up straighter
In the presence of Sis

Sis is the devil's daughter
Plays the fiddle, daddy her
Plays it her mama taught her
She's a Arkansawyer

Put her in a box
Said it's getting late
She's on her way to Rock
And Rock can't wait

So we all stood out in the
Hands all full of
her leave watched her go
Wishin' I was in that

Sis Draper is the daughter
Plays the fiddle, bought her
Plays it her mama taught her
a travelin' Arkansawyer