Luyện nghe bài hát Copperhead Road

Well my John Lee Pettimore
Same as my Daddy and his before
You hardly ever saw grandaddy here
He only come to about twice a year
He'd buy a hundred pounds of yeast and some line

knew that he made moonshine
Now the revenue man grandad bad
He headed up the holler with he had
'fore my time but I've told
He never come from Copperhead Road

Now Daddy ran the whiskey in a big block
Bought it at an auction at the mason's
Johnson County painted on the side
Just shot a coat of then he looked inside
Well him and my uncle that engine down

I still remember that sound
Then the sheriff came in the middle of the night
Heard cryin', knew something wouldn't right
He was headed down to Knoxville with the load
You could the whiskey burnin' down Copperhead Road

I volunteered for the army on my
They draft the trash first, 'round here anyway
I done two of duty in Vietnam
I came with a brand new plan
I'd take the from Colombia and Mexico

Just plant it up the holler down Copperhead
Now the D.E.A.'s got a in the air
I wake up screaming like I'm back over
I learned a thing or two from Charlie don't you
You better stay from Copperhead Road

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