Luyện nghe bài hát Bullets

He's been collecting since the age of
Every bullet that he could find
himself a house with the wooden floors
Put the shiny bullets in a of drawers

Well his wife's gone and the kids have grown
And trees they fall down on own
Memories fade like an old
But the bullets shine like coins in the snow

Well one day took himself into
The men with a truck well they around
They took the television and the gun the war
And almost every bullet from the chest of

Well he back home and found the house in a mess
Run into the bedroom and the old brown
Well he didn't care for the VCR
But he cried for the where the bullets were

Well the men took the truck down town
And they all the silver they had found
But they couldn't sell the 'cause they weren't live rounds
So they dug a big hole put the bullets in the

Well he doesn't leave the house anymore
the men are gonna come like they did before
And he'll onto the three or four
Bullets that they left in the of drawers
Well the bullets they left in the chest of drawers