Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme the Keys

Squinting blinding rays of the sun
in the heart of July
There to perform for of corn
Whose crops stood well twelve foot
Three knaves to the end of the day
We their vile entreats
our ground, we played for the ears
Between the harvester's

Plains, hardcore scenes
May not be the biggest but, lord, they're
And though my mind has been shot to
The details of that night I remember

Gravel and locust, they swore to us
We did our to steer straight
Trailer and hitch, straight the ditch
Praying to Jesus and the saints
Despite the violence, sometimes I back
A nostalgia to take hold
Wisdom of sorts is found in due
In the of silver and gold

Great Plains, hardcore
May not be the but, lord, they're mean
And though my mind has been shot to
The details of that night I well

Gimme the
They can keep the
Gimme the
And get the out of dodge

Hey man, we got your
We don't got SM-57
Look dude, why you
Try old-fashioned PMA

Through bloody butchers, we ran for
Then grew into years
Stalked by the fury of John Brown's
And still the storm hasn't
Despite the mileage, sometimes I look
A nostalgia to take hold
Wisdom of is found
Of course in rows of and gold

Great Plains, scenes
May not be the biggest but, lord, mean
And though my mind has been to hell
The of that night I remember well

the keys
They can keep the
the keys
And get the out of dodge