Luyện nghe bài hát Greetings From The Great North Woods

The gravel galavants on the
Of the swine that was fed human
It was a victims
somewhere of the canadian border

They up in your lunch break
In which you may want to hold your
'Til the dream sequence is for one
New rural or street fed a postmodern pigeons

pigs were fed
These pigs were to be sold
pigs were fed
These pigs were ready to be

had but now widowed
His had a chance to
Pop one out before her gave in
A bouncing gal, beautiful in posture

She grew up the cows 'til the cows left town
Daddy brought the bacon
The was in the backyard, baby
left the ranch

'Cause had a sharp hand, a sharp hand
Through cracked from stress and cold
Daddy fed the grain
Then as much of the same

These were fed
These were ready to be sold
pigs were fed
These pigs were to be sold

Take your pigs hoof and follow it to the
this chance and go to the city

Daddy's baby
Daddy's wanderer

go out and get jobs
Let's go out and be all up

The is hiding underneath your bed
The monster in your closet is eight away
got to saddle up now
Daddy's baby girl is all up

But you not be there
when she up your family line
You will be the furthest thing her mind
A grey ghost, a black cowboy will by the reflection

I not be there, not yet
I not be there, not yet
I not be there, not yet
I not be there, not yet

I not be there, not yet
I not be there, not yet
I not be there, not yet
I not be there, not yet

I not be there, not yet
I not be there, not yet
I not be there, not yet
I not be there, not yet

I'm running out of
I'm I forgot
It's not my
Greetings from the great north