Luyện nghe bài hát Burning an Oak Tree

It didn't so profound when it hit me,
I'd burned everything down and stood around a chimney,
and everything I found in the around me
brown from the mud on the ground and the whiskey
I'd poured all through the house to make the flames burn more
Like the burn in my throat made me this sickly.
But it take more takes more than fire to down a chimney so I laughed at the flames as they jumped up to get me.

It me how
not gets me
If it isn't clear now you can find out more quickly what I'm about by burning an oak tree
I'm the fuel and the both struggling for victory!

And it's hard to stay around, when that was with me has burned to the ground and turned into history,
I hope I never go down, I hope history skips me and I just around you'll have to leave here to miss me!

Because I'm a metaphor, now, for a little city
Richmond's downtown, well it never fix me
But I'll argue all night about who doesn't need pity. I'll say, "these flames aren't so hot, ya know, they're really pretty!"