Luyện nghe bài hát Reverend Mr. Black

He rode easy in the he was tall and lean
At first you nothing but a streak of mean
Could make a man look so downright
But one look in his and you know what you was wrong
He was a of a man and I want you to know
He preach hot hell of freezin' snow
He a Bible in a canvas sack
The folks called him the Reverend Mr Black
He was poor as a beggar but he rode like a
And sometimes in the you could hear him sing

I've gotta walk that lonesome valley I've gotta walk it by
Oh else can make it for me I've gotta walk it by myself

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

When he said you've gotta that lonesome valley
You've gotta walk it by
Oh else can make it for you
You've gotta it by yourself

It's been many years since we had to part and I guess learned his ways by heart
I can still hear his sermonts ring down in the where he used to sing
I followed his yes sir and I don't regret it and I hope I can be of credit
To his memory for you the Reverend Mr Black was my old man

You've gotta walk that valley...