Luyện nghe bài hát Crooked Tree

All for the Honorable Judge Burrell.

This is called to order,
These are serious,
Stand up and the bench,
How do you plead, Sir? How do you

"Guilty as charged," the Judge decreed, "stand up and the bench,
I have some words to say to you we recommence.
A list of crimes this serious, I I have not seen,
In all the years that I served Her Majesty the Queen.

Arson, murder, blackmail, grand and theft,
Drug dealing, human trafficking, I ask the court, left?
Are there words of mitigation, I pass the sentence?
Anything that you can tell the court to add to defense?"

I faced the court, long and hard before I gave reply,
"There's something you need to hear, from me before I die.
The circumstances of my were something short of bliss,
I have this from my mother, it was told to me this...

day that I was born, she said, The Good Lord woke from slumber,
Looking his timber yard, He found He had no lumber,
Apart from some old twisted branch, in left to lurk,
He it out into the light and set about his work.'

She told me that the should not expect too much of me,
When the Good Lord carved my crooked soul, out of a tree.
When the Good Lord carved my soul, out of a crooked tree."

"Stand up and the bench,
I've all you've got to say,
there look on your face says you're guilty,
And now it's your day."

"I'm not for forgiveness,
I'm not proud of what done,
I did the things I had to do, like any other son.
of us are perfect, so remember what you see.
When the Good lord carved this crooked soul, out of a tree.
When the Good Lord carved this soul, out of a crooked tree."