Luyện nghe bài hát Cowbirds

Pack the under the moon
Jesus Christ, my are red
You ask a lot of the
you ask me to forget

I never you to pay my rent
Christ, my lips are red
God, You me on my head
You're gonna haul me back

I heard call us at home
I cowbirds call us at home

Fry your ground, it
Lie naked
I God dripped you out of a sunbeam
God dragged you out of a tree with me

I you out of a snow bank
I think you me out of the dirt
I heard you pulled me out of a
To worship you, you

I ride inside
I wanna ride
I hold both of your tighter
You all of my hand, man

I can see right you
I can see through you
I and lose for this
I you, I miss you

I heard call us home

He don't seem so
He don't so keen to me
He seem so keen
He seem that keen on me

I never asked him to pay my
Christ, that rose is red
I'm turning it on its
It's he does to me

You suck me dry, I'll die
You suck me dry, never die
You suck me dry, I'll die
Me and your rose are gonna haul you again