Luyện nghe bài hát Devil, Devil

town, she is a temptress.
A siren with eyes, she'll cut you with her kindness,
She lead you with her lies.
been called a glistening meadow.
She's at keeping score.
If you it she's your savior, if you don't she's a whore.
The roads to and from her heart are littered creative souls.
They gave all of all and all they got in return is empty holes.
Sure all heard about Shell, and Chris, Willy, and the Bobby Bares.
She'd smiled on the Johnny's, the Merles and the many billionaires.
Like a beacon she goes seed, her loins so fertile.
To a man she's a prison, to a caged one she's a fire.

She's the reason there's a Sunday morning down.
I saw the light, A Boy Named Sue, He stopped her today.
The and 16th avenue.
The Ryman, oh she's a diamond the brown eyed
She was Roy Acuffs castle and Elvis broken dream
It's not all bad it's not all it's not all gloom and crass,
But to mine gold in this silver mine it does balls of brass.
For she's seem 'em and seen 'em go,
And came herself a time or two. no
How satisfied her sounds she always wants someone new.
The next him or her or them or all... stamina to last the night. To be a star in this lady's town...
You can or you can fight.

You see, it all comes to money.
Not art of days gone past, if you forget that rule,
You can bet backside she will bury it in your ass.
A tramp, a slut, a bitch, a mutt, a pawn shop guitars.
A nasty little needle to a vein feeds a singers heart.
She lurks in friendly shadows; but she's a junky a limp.
The are her bookie and the labels are her pimp.
I'll tell you a well-known secret of a known far and wide,
The devil walks us folks and Nashville is his bride.

All the he has caused, and done.
His greatest trick is to guitar-totin' dreamer,
The devil exist... but me, I shook his hand.
And I know he is real.
So devil, you can go yourself, and then go straight the hell.