Luyện nghe bài hát Death To The Storm

There's a song we to know
A of weary blues
Some broken tune long ago
Some of us like to use

It hangs up in the rafters
Like it has no form
Keep it all hid like
And out death, death to the storm

Death to the
to the storm
Death to the
to the storm

We keep it all hid laughter
And sing out death, death to the

caught my rage in the making
Alive in my hand
But it bent the rod to
And I'm a hungry, hungry man

The trouble is so
been battered, rusted, whored
Calling all the great ill
Who bring death, to the storm

Death to the
Death to the
to the storm
Death to the

We upon the great ill fated
Who bring death, death to the

A line of is rolling westbound
A dark just begun
The tramps are huddled in best now
Like a in the sun

A man waits on crates
His meager go soft and warm
As wade the deep parade
Cheering death, death to the

to the storm
Death to the
Death to the
Death to the

As women wade the parade
Cheering death, death to the