Luyện nghe bài hát Choctaw Bingo

Strap them kids in give 'em a little bit of
In a Cherry Coke, we're going to
To the family reunion for the first in years
up at uncle Slayton's 'cause he's getting on in years

You know he no longer travels but still pretty spry
He's not much on talking and he's too mean to die
And they'll be comin' down Kansas and from west Arkansas
It'll be one great big old party like you saw

Slayton's got his Texan pride
Back in the thickets his Asian bride
got a Airstream trailer and a Holstein cow
He makes whiskey 'cause he still knows how

He plays that Choctaw Bingo Friday night
You know he had to leave Texas but he say why
He owns a section up by Lake Eufala
Caught a great big ol' cat on a driftin' jug line

Sells his hardwood timber to the mill
Cooks that crystal because the shine don't sell
He cooks that crystal meth because the don't sell
You he likes that money, he don't mind the smell

My cousin Roscoe, oldest boy
From his second up in Illinois
He's raised in East St. Louis by his momma's
they do things different thought he'd just come down

He was going to Dallas, Texas in a truck
from that big McDonald's, you know the one that's built up
On that great big ol' bridge across the Rogers Turnpike
Took the Big Cabin exit, stopped and bought a cartons of

At that smoke shop with the big neon smoke rings
In the Cherokee Nation hit late that night
Somebody ran a stoplight at the Shawnee
Roscoe to miss 'em but he didn't quite

Bob and Mae come up some little town
Way down by Lake Texoma where he coaches
They were two a champions now for two running
But he says they be this year, no they won't be this year

And he stopped off in at that Pop's Knife and Gun place
Bought a SKS and a couple full cases
Of that steel ammo with the Berdan primers
From some East bloc nation that no longer 'em

And a Eagle that's one great big ol' pistol
I mean, 50 caliber by bad ass Hebrews
And some surplus tracers for old bar of Slayton's
it gets dark we're gonna have us a time
We're gonna have us a

Ruth Ann and come down from Baxter Springs
And that's one hell raisin' way up in Southeastern Kansas
Got a biker bar next to the store
got them Rolling Stones lips up there

in bright pink
And they ride down town where can see 'em
And burn all night, you know they burn all night
You know they burn all

Ruth Ann and Lynn, wear them cut off britches
And those skinny halters and they're second cousins to me
Man I care I want to get between 'em
With a great big ol' hard on like a old Bois D' Arc fence
You could a pipe rail gate from do some
Sisters twisted 'til the cows come home and be havin' us a time

Uncle Slayton's got his Texan
Back in the thickets with his Asian
He's cut corner pasture into acre lots
He sells 'em owner strictly to them

got no kind of credit 'cause he knows they're slackers
When they miss payment, then he takes it back
He plays Choctaw Bingo every Friday night
He drinks his Johnny Walker at that 69

We're strap them kids in give 'em a little bit O' Benadryl
And a Cherry we're goin' to Oklahoma
have us a time, gonna have us a time