Luyện nghe bài hát Glorify

I left my and my home
To the battle on my own
I stole a car and away
But in my hate, St. did say:

Glorify the above
your drink and making love
the Lord, my son,
With your whiskey and gun.

I my foe, now I feel bad
I my wife, now I feel sad
I curse my and my friend
I broke my mother's again

Glorify the above
With your and making love
the Lord, my son,
With your and your gun.

Now my heart and tune my strings
And see giving thanks might mean
For all I have was thine
But I was fool to think it

Well, glorify the Lord
With your drink and making
the Lord, my son,
With your and your gun.

Well if you or if you go
Or if you stand o'er your low
We'll the wine, we'll eat the bread
But forget what Jesus said

Glorify the Lord
With your drink and love
the Lord, my son,
Till your on earth is done

Glorify the above
If you've plenty or if you've
the Lord, my son,
With your whiskey and gun.