Luyện nghe bài hát Glorify

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

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

I my foe, now I feel bad
I my wife, now I feel sad
I curse my brother and my
I broke my heart again

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

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

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

Well if you or if you go
Or if you stand o'er your low
We'll drink the wine, we'll eat the
But don't forget what said

Glorify the Lord
With your drink and making
the Lord, my son,
Till your work on is done

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