Luyện nghe bài hát Heathen Mother

Standing on the
I'm I whistle free
Change is in my pocket, feel good

with amusement
As the sun is on my
I hear that that's coming down the tracks

I'm waiting for the
That knows what to do
And me of an aching, ruptured back
Shes the one that rode the
And back San Antonio
And the dying man upon the rack

She asked if I was he who needed all the
I nodded and politely turned away
No to be embarrassed
Said the woman the train
I know lots of men who'd run and turn

Now you need my and I will give it
Yes you need my help and I will it

She me on a bed
And she all the names
Of the gods she knew from way long ago
I put my head down
And to myself
And asked her if she knew the one God

I don't recognize the
But I guess worth a try
There's nothing that these gods do

call me Heathen Mother
Some call me Nicky
even call me devil that is pure

And I always get the job
With my heathen hands, I
get the job done
With my hands, I feel

I stumbled the bed
And felt my back at
And counted all the that I had
She said I don't want your
It's your soul that I just
And it to the man that's on the rack

Always get the job
my heathen hands, I heal
'cos I always get the job
With my healing hands, I

Now you need my help and I will it
Now you need my help and I show it