Luyện nghe bài hát Mean as Hell

The Devil in Hell we're told was
A thousand years he remained
He neither complain nor did he
But was to start a Hell of his own

Where he could torment the of men
being chained in a prison pen
So he asked the if he had on hand
Anything left when he made this

The Lord said yes there's a on hand
But I left it by the Rio Grande
The fact is ol' boy the is so poor
I don't think you could use it as the anymore

But the Devil down to look at the truck
And said if he it as a gift he was stuck
For lookin' that over carefully and well
He this place is too dry for Hell

But in order to get it off his
The Lord promised the Devil to the land

So was closed and deed was given
And the Lord back to his home in Heaven
And the Devil said now I got all needed
To make it good Hell and he

He began by putting all over the trees
He mixed up the sand with millions of
He scattered tarantulas along the
Put thorns on and horns on toad

Lengthened the horns of the Texas
Put an addition to the ear
Put a Devil in the bronco steed
And poisoned the of the centipede

The rattlesnake bites you the scorpion
The mosquito you with his buzzing wings
The sunburst are and so the ants
And if you sit down you'll need have soles on pants

The boar roams on a black chaparral
It's a of a place that he has for a Hell
The in the summers are hundred and ten
Too hot for the Devil, too hot for men

The red pepper grows upon the banks of the
The Mexican use it in all he cook
Just dine it with one of 'em and you're bound to
I've on the inside as well as the out

My are calloused July to July
I use a big to navigate by
Fight off the to drink from my well
So I have to be, as Hell

A sheep herder and put up a fence
I saw him one day but I ain't seen him
But if you need any mutton we got mutton to
We're cowpunchers and mean as Hell

Neither me nor my pony's got a
But he takes me I'm wantin' to be
I'll him to death and when he is fell
get me another one, mean as Hell

I shot me a calf and I cut off her
'Cause the boys in the bunkhouse are to be fed
They rise in chime with the five bell
And the best one of any of 'em, is as Hell