Luyện nghe bài hát Dust of the Chase

I come down Oklahoma with a pistol in my boot
A pair of dice, a of cards and a bible in my suit
I come her as the cause of tears, I am a shame
stud or eternal blood, just looking for a game

I double the State of Texas and they give me a little time
I myself to doublecut the cards and hold scriptures in my mind
I learned to the tumblin dice and to believe the word
Tombstones or rolling bones, beats I ever heard.

Patience is a virtue that I don't
And I can't deny that heavan lies beneath a cotton
How small a part of time we share 'till we hear the sound of
I'm lost in the dust of the chase my life brings.

I walked through God's green pastures and seen the rich blue skies
I have seen the fall of man and the kingdom from his eyes
I have heard the roar of and felt the lightening bolt
And when I walk through the of the shadow of death I take along
Colt

Every night I kiss the cards and hold them to my
And when I see the king of hearts I know that I am
And though my eyes are sometimes, I know there's something there
And when the at hand and I kill a man, I say a little prayer.

I come down from Oklahoma with a pistol in my
A pair of dice, a deck of and a bible in my suit
How small a of time we share 'till we hear the sound of wings
I'm lost in the dust of the chase that my brings.

How small a of time we share 'till we hear the sound of wings
Lost in the dust of the chase my life brings.