Luyện nghe bài hát Deacon Ain't Dead Yet

You're afraid to the seasons
And blinded by the treasons
Will you wait, oh will you
the vultures pick your bones?
Or will you finally them home
To the they now belong?

and her mister
I get the feeling you more than miss her
and her mister
I'm sure hoping you don't
You're not sick and
You're tired of taking
You've got time on side
You make it quick you know
It's a damn road to Nashville

Got the in a spyglass
Still fly your at half mast
you wait, oh will you wait
'Til you're the last sad in sight?
Will you push them all
Until you know you survive

and her mister
I get the feeling you more than miss her
and her mister
I'm she's hoping you don't
You're not sick and
tired of taking shit
You've got time on side
You better make it quick you
It's a long road to Nashville

I got the feeling that we're dealing broken men
I get the feeling that she's kneeling in wet

Shoplifter and her
I get the feeling you more than miss her
and her mister
I'm she's hoping you don't
You're not and tired
You're tired of taking
got time on your side
You make it quick you know
It's a long damn to Nashville

I got the feeling we're dealing with broken men
I get the feeling that she's kneeling in wet