Luyện nghe bài hát American Saint

The Concho on fire tonight
Spilling out into the
The blessed scream of a dream
love in my backseat

All of us together in the of the dusty headlights
All the little pretties with the stars in their
Sipping titos and crystal

Its another of sound checks and train wrecks
The lost and the rejects
Falling angels to the music
Drifting on the southern wind

Talking like the heroes we wont be
Spittin' out the game that little Jimmy me
fighting for each other
Though it like well never win
American saint, American

Now Philly Joe lives of Alice
The prince of the wild
He got for possession in a real hard land
But he never lost his

He still works the rigs six months out of the
Old fever, a story to tell and a menthol behind his ear

Its another round of sound checks and wrecks
The lost boys and the
Falling angels to the music
Drifting softly on the wind

like the heroes that we wont be
Spittin' out the game that little sold me
Still for each other
Though it like well never win
American saint, American

Now Im of Waxahachie
Im where I go from here
The Baptists say that if I dont
I wont see next

Its round of sound checks and train wrecks
The lost boys and the
Falling angels dancing to the
Drifting softly on the wind

Talking the heroes that we wont be
out the game that little Jimmy sold me
Fighting for other
It like well never win
American saint, American saint, saint