Luyện nghe bài hát Copperhead Road

Well my name's Lee Pettimore
Same as my Daddy and his before
You ever saw grandaddy down here
He only come to town about twice a
He'd buy a hundred of yeast and some copper line

Everybody knew that he made
Now the man wanted grandad bad
He headed up the with everything he had
'fore my time but I've told
He never back from Copperhead Road

Now Daddy ran the whiskey in a big block
Bought it at an auction at the lodge
Johnson sheriff painted on the side
shot a coat of primer then he looked inside
Well him and my tore that engine down

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

I for the army on my birthday
They draft the white trash first, here anyway
I two tours of duty in Vietnam
I came with a brand new plan
I'd the seed from Colombia and Mexico

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

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