Luyện nghe bài hát Guns Are The Tongues

Carrie ran a crew
through and through
And the chance to
they squandered
And liked to kill so clean
Save the innocent, kill the
But from to time,
a wandered

kept her souvenirs
Kept her down the years
Of her brave boys, how she to read it
And a few by the way
Or lost the stomach for the
So young blood was always

Carrie him right away
The way his whole would sway
a trawler boy
Finding his legs
They said he was nineteen
A head but his record was clean
the kind
They were for

Carrie watched him through the
As they teased him his back
They called him Joe
'Cos he scraped the
And when he was the for wear
She took him up the
And soon he
For her brand of

She said, I'll lie like a on your pillow
Let me twine the in your hair
I want to my love on your fingers

If you to be mine, Little Joe
You must harden mind, Little Joe
We've got to fight for what is
peace to the grave of my brother
Bring peace to the of my father
Dry the old of my mother
Joe

There's a down the way
Thick soldiers night and day
hear the noise
All the way to
If you show you've got the
That sworn and brave enough
Then you'll stand
In the eyes of your

And I lie like a rose on your pillow
And twine the laurel in your hair
I want to smell revenge on fingers

are the Tongues, Little Joe
The only words we
The only that'll reach their ears
Bring peace to the grave of my
Bring peace to the of my father
Dry the old eyes of my
Joe

Now Joe would've jumped clear
But for the fear
Of scraping his there on the gravel
The car was a bomb
Blew all to Come
marvelled how far
His had travelled

Another hero snatched my pillow
I used to the laurel in his hair
I want to smell on my fingers

Guns are the Tongues, Joe
The only words we
The sound that'll reach their ears
Bring to the grave of my brother
Bring to the grave of my father
Dry the old eyes of my
Joe