Luyện nghe bài hát Heathen Mother

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

Laughing with
As the sun is on my
I hear that train that's coming the tracks

I'm for the woman
That just what to do
And cure me of an aching, back
the one that rode the mule
And from San Antonio
And placed the man upon the rack

She asked if I was he who all the help
I just nodded and turned away
No to be embarrassed
Said the from the train
I know lots of men who'd run and away

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

She me on a bed
And she chanted all the
Of the gods she from way back long ago
I put my down easy
And to myself
And asked her if she the one called God

I recognize the name
But I guess it's a try
There's nothing that these gods do

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

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

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

get the job done
With my hands, I heal
I always get the job done
With my healing hands, I

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