Luyện nghe bài hát Hang `em High

Somewhere, he it in a turn
Now trouble to fit him like a glove
First come, served, he's serving it back
He travels light, without a pack, without

He comes from nowhere and he on his own
Late for the hangin', yes headed for the moon
And 'em high

Leather his thighs
Blasting out the night, his cap hides his
One eye on the road, price his head
One ear to the ground, he's to the dead

He from nowhere and he turns on his own
Late for the hangin', yes he's headed for the
And hang 'em

Blind to and he's laughing up his scheme
back in anger, the city is relieved
Vision of light, child of the passing by

Blind to and he's laughing up his scheme
back in anger, the city is relieved
Vision of light, child of the passing by

'cross his thigh
Blasting out the night, his cap hides his
One eye on the road, price his head
One ear to the ground, he's listening to the

He comes from and he turns on his own
Late for the hangin', yes he's for the moon
And hang 'em