Luyện nghe bài hát Ghost

The leather go shufflin' in
Stinking of smoke and ten gin
Now who will toast our noble
Who has this given up the ghost?

The coffer hand to hand
Kind are offered, silent prayers
But she is satisfied the
stabbing madly at the roast

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

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

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

Waitin' for a dead shoes
you heard the latest news?
Lazarus is from the dead
Lookin' as one would

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

The tax beneath his sheets
The swings open, floorboards creak
Now who will toast our host
Who has this 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 Cain no reprieve

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