Luyện nghe bài hát Dust of the Chase

I come from Oklahoma with a pistol in my boot
A pair of dice, a deck of cards and a bible in my
I come her as the cause of tears, I am a crying
Seven stud or eternal blood, looking for a game

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

Patience is a that I don't possess
And I deny that heavan lies beneath a cotton dress
How small a part of time we 'till we hear the sound of wings
I'm lost in the dust of the that 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 hidden from his
I have heard the roar of thunder and the lightening bolt
And when I walk through the of the shadow of death I take along
Samuel

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

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

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