Luyện nghe bài hát Achilles' Desire

I don't much, but I got the good stuff
And I keep it tucked away where you can it
If you got the
And walk with me, walk with me, walk with me,
I got a girl from the burbs who talk
I don't have much, but I got the good

And I don't know why you me sweat
When trouble callin', I'm packin' my bags for the West
And I'll give you nothin' for nothin' if that's what you
I'll let it cool if you light my
shine my way home
Bumper my way home

All the square pegs and all the round
Couldn't fit all of the you told
The pull of the to the fire
Your desire

I don't have much, but I am a man
I got a woman from the Park Ridge
Who is finer sand
Fall with me, fall me, fall with me, fall
the waist of the hourglass fall
But I have much, but I am a rich man

Second hand gypsy is no flower
Fingers are frozen with furious
The of the moth to the fire
Achilles' desire

Cold, cold on the back of my knees
The blows in on Assiniboine breeze
The pull of the moth to the
Your desire

All the square pegs and all the holes
Couldn't fit all of the stories you
The pull of the moth to the
Your desire
Pull of the moth to the
Your desire

But I don't much