Luyện nghe bài hát Mean as Hell

The Devil in Hell we're was chained
A thousand he there remained
He neither nor did he groan
But was to start a Hell of his own

Where he torment the souls of men
Without being chained in a pen
So he the Lord if he had on hand
Anything left when he this land

The Lord said yes a plenty 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 went down to at the truck
And said if he took it as a he was stuck
For after lookin' that over 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 trade was closed and deed was
And the Lord back to his home in Heaven
And the Devil now I got all what's needed
To make it good and he succeeded

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

Lengthened the horns of the Texas
Put an to the rabbits ear
Put a little Devil in the bronco
And poisoned the feet of the

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

The wild 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 the banks of the brook
The Mexican use it in all he cook
Just dine it one of 'em and you're bound to shout
I've Hell on the inside as as the out

My hands are July to July
I use a big to navigate by
Fight off the wolves to drink from my
So I to be, mean as Hell

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

me nor my pony's got a pedigree
But he takes me I'm wantin' to be
ride him to death and when he is fell
I'll get me another one, as Hell

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