Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of An Onion Sprout

O dont
Lovely dont your so cleaver
up in hopeless endeavors
Ready to
your ready to sprout

The money
It dont make anything
Shrinks your soul like wet leather
to a cow
And your luck comes about

You can
The
Of all

a scroll
To a
of twine

it up
To the sun
Watch it

O gal
Dont rely on that catcher
To filter out with its
All of your
that white man comes about

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

To be
With old
State of

You buy
Or be
To lie

Grab gun
girl
And make things

Consummate yourself and shake the
Down the bridal path to a place
I will meet you there dying in
Soak up all the tears off of your
And watch you disappear without a