Luyện nghe bài hát Yella Acorns

Well year we had a bumper crop
When them white oak acorns started to
So many I twisted my walkin' to the stand
Everywhere you look was a resentin'
round than a Florida lemon
Was a white tail store all over the land
But this spring turkey season
Jack frost came and he went to
Everything with a bumble bee or button of
Then summer came and there weren't no
Everybody what a cryin' shame
And the DNR predicted season was due
Well me and my we got to thinking
around one night drinking
How we gonna up our deer tags
Then a light went off and I to grin
I 'bout my big grain bin
We started fillin' up pound bags

Of yella acorns
They're their weight in gold
Ima have more meat my old deep freeze can hold
With all them yella acorns you'll have them eatin' from your
You're just gonna get busted by the man

(Tell 'em Dallas)

Yeah we filled us up a truck load
My farm looked like the yella brick
Ain't this corn in Nebraska or Illinois
a monster buck he come a sniffin around
I was about to lay old hammer down
When i heard a voice say "Get down there, boy!"
Well I the warden my warnin' sign
That I up on my property line that said
This here to feed the birds and the squirrels aight
Let me make just one clear
Any deer feedin' here is trespassin'
And be shot on sight
And then he slipped them cuffs around my
Took all I had except the
Took my truck my gun, took my cold
Now the deer that I see is on TV and in the magazines
And I learned my lesson and now im clear

Of them yella
They'll land your butt in
orange jumpsuit ain't worth an ol' white tail
(stinky thing)
Yella acorns you'll have them eatin' your hands
Just don't get yourself by the man