Luyện nghe bài hát Constellation Blues

You can tell a few things about the soul of a
From the of the men gone in the ground
and buried by war that is carried out
By now
Was born and married too young staring
The nose of the down
milk to whiskey to the courthouse sitting
With her stoned in her wedding

My in two months and I'll be twenty one
I am the oldest to an only son
Third generation to a gun
I've got brown like my mother does
First I saw blood was in a soldier's
Drying to his in the desert air
I knew his name but his face I don't dare
Recall in the moments I go back

Off the record do you see my
On my and in my ears
As the reappear
And all our journeys have led us right back

There's something in the we've been passing around
eaten the berries there is no doubt
Like our father before us in his crown
Kings of nowhere that was ever
The that used to be guarding our beds
all wandered off and left us instead
Too strung out and much too sick to
Laying in the all lit up again

It's not a rumor it's more true
There's I wouldn't do
Be somewhere with you
Share a little of these blues

When it comes to let it be slow
May I be hunted in the I know
Let God be certain I was to go
But keep that secret from my though