Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of An Onion Sprout

O dont
Lovely think your so cleaver
Wrapped up in endeavors
to pout
Onion your ready to

The money
It dont anything better
Shrinks your soul just like wet
to a cow
And when your luck about

You can
The
Of all

From a
To a
Ball of

it up
To the sun
Watch it

O gal
Dont on that dream catcher
To out with its feathers
All of doubt
When that white man comes

heart will grow
Larger the Eiffel tower
blood of Paris flowers
Into the
Of those you found

To be
their old
State of

You buy
Or be
To lie

your gun
Little
And make right

yourself and shake the reigns
Down the path to a safe place
I will meet you dying in grace
Soak up all the off of your face
And watch you disappear a trace