Luyện nghe bài hát Ghost

The leather go shufflin' in
of smoke and ten cent gin
Now who will our noble host
Who has this mornin' up the ghost?

The wooden coffer to hand
Kind words are offered, silent
But she is satisfied the
While stabbing madly at the

The rib of Adam, the of Eve
The of Cain receive no reprieve
The rib of Adam, the of Eve
The sons of Cain receive no

The creditor rides his men
The death of debtors, he won't
repossess his silver eyes
Now in the field, he lies

The rib of Adam, the of Eve
The sons of Cain no reprieve
The rib of Adam, the of Eve
The sons of Cain receive no

Waitin' for a dead man's
Have you heard the news?
is back from the dead
Lookin' as one would

Drippin' with the waters of
about body and soul
And then he found his wife in bed
Buck, naked and wed

The tax collector beneath his
The swings open, floorboards creak
Now who will toast our noble
Who has mornin' given up the ghost?

The rib of Adam, the of Eve
The sons of receive no reprieve
The rib of Adam, the of Eve
The sons of receive no reprieve

The rib of Adam, the of Eve
The sons of Cain will receive no
The rib of Adam, the of Eve
The sons of Cain receive, will receive