Luyện nghe bài hát Faster Horses

He was an old time
Don't you
His eyes were sharp as razor
His face was leather

His toes pointed inward
a hangin' on a horse
He was an old
Philosopher of

He was so I swear
You could have him for a whip
He had to drink a
To keep his breeches on his

I I had to ask him
About the mysteries of
He between his boots
And he

"It's horses
women
Older
money"

He smiled and all his
Were covered with stains
He said, "It don't do men no
To pray for and rain"

"Peace and is just
A way to say
And chips is all
That to me"

I told him I was a
I was lookin' for the
I do not for horses
Whiskey or the loot

I said I was a
My soul was all on
He at me
And he you are a liar

"Son, faster horses
women
Older
money"

Well, I was
If I say the
I grabbed him by the
And I jerked him to his

There was somethin'
And shiny laying by my
So I to believe
The he said

Well, my days're over
And I'm to bein' me
As I the peace a
And of reality

If my boy asks me
What it is that I have
I that
I will affirm

"Son, faster horses
women
Older
money"

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