Luyện nghe bài hát Cowbirds

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

I never asked you to pay my
Jesus Christ, my are red
God, You me on my head
gonna haul me back again

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

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

I you out of a snow bank
I you grew me out of the dirt
I you pulled me out of a church
To worship you, you

I wanna inside
I ride inside
I hold both of your fingers
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 seem so keen to me
He don't so keen
He don't seem keen on me

I asked him to pay my rent
Jesus Christ, rose is red
I'm turning it on its
It's like he to me

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