Luyện nghe bài hát Black Crow King

I am the black king
I am the crow king
The Keeper of the corn

All the are a-talking, all the nails are a-singing
So and low, you can hear it in the valley
Where the lame and the blind
They climb the out of its belly, leave with mean, black boots on

I just a simple gesture
jumped up and nailed it to my shadow
Spread-eagled a hooker
You know, my shadow's made of

And the is a-rolling
And the storm, its

And I'm still rolling after gone
I'm here, rolling after everybody's gone
I'm still here rolling and I'm on my own
The have all gone, everyone's rolled on

I am the black crow
Keeper of the corn
I am the king, won't say it

And the rain, it raineth daily
And away my clothes
I surrender up my arms to a of crows
I am the black crow king, honey, I say it again

And all the are a-crowning
ruby on each spine
And all the are a-sailing
Oh, my, oh, my

The storm is
The is a-rolling
All on me

And I'm still rolling after everybody's
I'm still here, rolling after gone
I'm here, rolling after everybody's gone
The blackbirds have flown and everybody's

And I'm on my own, I'm the crow king
Keeper of the corn
The king, the
I'm the king of at all

The are talking
The are singing
The are sailing
The are a-crowning him

The are a-mocking
The is a-nodding
The storm, it's
The storm, it's

The storm, a-rolling down
The storm, it's a-rolling
The storm is down on me
Yeah, down on me