Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of An Onion Sprout

O dont
Lovely dont think so cleaver
Wrapped up in hopeless
Ready to
Onion your ready to

The money
It make anything better
Shrinks your just like wet leather
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 rely on dream catcher
To filter out its feathers
All of your
When that white man comes

Your will grow
Larger than the tower
Pumping blood of Paris
the town
Of those non-natives you

To be
With old
of mind

You buy
Or be
To lie

your gun
Little
And things right

Consummate and shake the reigns
Down the path to a safe place
I will meet you dying in grace
Soak up all the tears off of your
And watch you without a trace