Luyện nghe bài hát Mean as Hell

The Devil in Hell told was chained
A thousand years he there
He neither complain nor did he
But was determined to start a of his own

he could torment the souls of men
Without chained in a prison pen
So he asked the Lord if he had on
Anything left when he made land

The said yes there's a plenty on hand
But I left it down by the Rio
The fact is ol' boy the stuff is so
I don't think you could use it as the Hell

But the Devil went down to at the truck
And if he took it as a gift he was stuck
For after lookin' that carefully and well
He said this place is too dry for

But in to get it off his hand
The promised the Devil to water the land

So trade was and deed was given
And the went back to his home in Heaven
And the Devil now I got all what's needed
To it good Hell and he succeeded

He began by thorns all over the trees
He mixed up the sand millions of fleas
He scattered tarantulas along the
Put thorns on and horns on toad

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

The bites you the scorpion stings
The mosquito delights you with his wings
The are there and so the ants
And if you sit down you'll need soles on your pants

The boar roams on a black chaparral
It's a Hell of a that he has for a Hell
The heat in the are hundred and ten
Too hot for the Devil, too hot for men

The red pepper grows upon the of the brook
The Mexican use it in all he cook
Just dine it with one of 'em and you're to shout
I've Hell on the inside as as the out

My are calloused July to July
I use a big dipper to by
off the wolves to drink from my well
So I have to be, as Hell

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

Neither me nor my pony's got a
But he takes me I'm wantin' to be
I'll ride him to and when he is fell
get me another one, mean 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 chime the five thirty bell
And the one of any of 'em, is mean as Hell