Luyện nghe bài hát Ghost

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

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

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

The rides with his men
The of debtors, he won't forgive
They his silver eyes
Now in the field, he lies

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

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

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

The tax collector his sheets
The door open, floorboards creak
Now who toast our noble host
Who has mornin' given up the ghost?

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