Luyện nghe bài hát Reverend Mr. Black

He rode easy in the he was tall and lean
At you thought nothing but a streak of mean
Could make a man so downright strong
But one in his eyes and you know what you was wrong
He was a mountain of a man and I want you to
He could preach hot hell of freezin'
He carried a in a canvas sack
The folks just called him the Reverend Mr
He was poor as a beggar but he rode a king
And sometimes in the evening you could hear him

I've gotta walk that valley I've gotta walk it by myself
Oh nobody else can make it for me I've walk it by myself

If ever I have through this man in black
Was or had any yellow up his back
I that nation up the day
A lumberjack came in and it to pray
And he kicked open that meetin' house
He cussed up and down the floor
when things get quiet in the place
Walked up and cussed in the preacher's
And he hit that reverend like the kick of a
To my way of thinking it took a fool
To turn the other to that lumberjack
But that's what he did the Mr Black
Wellhe stood a rock a man among men
And he let lumberjack hit him again
with a voice as kind as could be
He cut him like a big oak tree

When he said you've gotta that lonesome valley
gotta walk it by yourself
Oh nobody can make it for you
You've gotta walk it by

It's been many years since we had to and I guess I've learned his ways by heart
I can still hear his sermonts down in the valley where he used to sing
I followed his yes sir and I regret it and I hope that I can be of credit
To his for you understand the Reverend Mr Black was my old man

You've gotta that lonesome valley...