Luyện nghe bài hát Guns Are The Tongues

Carrie ran a murderous
through and through
And the chance to
never squandered
And they to kill so clean
the innocent, kill the mean
But time to time,
a wandered

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

Carrie him right away
The way his whole body sway
a trawler boy
Finding his ashore
They said he was just
A case but his record was clean
the kind
They were for

Carrie watched him through the
As they teased him behind his
called him Little Joe
'Cos he scraped the
And when he was the worse for
She took him up the
And he fell
For her of healing

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

If you want to be mine, Joe
You harden your mind, Little Joe
got to fight for what is ours
Bring to the grave of my brother
Bring peace to the grave of my
Dry the old eyes of my
Joe

There's a roadblock the way
Thick soldiers night and day
They'll the noise
All the way to
If you you've got the stuff
That you're sworn and brave
Then you'll tall
In the of your Carrie

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

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

Now Little Joe jumped clear
But for the fear
Of his knees there on the gravel
The car was a bomb
all to Kingdom Come
They how far
His had travelled

Another snatched from my pillow
I to twine the laurel in his hair
I want to sacrifice on my fingers

are the Tongues, Little Joe
The only we know
The only sound that'll reach ears
peace to the grave of my brother
Bring to the grave of my father
Dry the old of my mother
Joe