Luyện nghe bài hát Bottle

I found a at roadside stand, for half a'days' pay
And though I'm dead in my saddle, my horse the way back home

All that's left of my little homestead, are broken fences and cattle long
There's no more coffee, and no more for bread

And I
So Mary hold me
'Cause I killed [second time - bled] her
I and I prayed, she passed on the same
And pass me the bottle, I remember her name

I had nothing to give her, but cold nights and long days
And all she had was my stone-hardened heart, she hid her sorrow and the same
So my hand clenches the bottle, as my heart cries a preacher
But I don't need sermon, 'cause it won't help me reach her

The tears in my eyes, my sun-burned cheeks
The first of water that I've seen in weeks
I knew she'd be gone, my luck always bad in streaks

Cold steel in my
A lost love I can't
Though my empty
Still I the trigger