Luyện nghe bài hát Achilles' Desire

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

And I know why you make me sweat
When trouble comes callin', I'm packin' my for the West
And I'll give you nothin' for nothin' if that's what you
I'll let it if you light my fire
Bumper my way home
Bumper shine my way

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

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

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

Cold, cold sweat on the of my knees
The blows in on Assiniboine breeze
The of the moth to the fire
Your Achilles'

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

But I have much