Luyện nghe bài hát Heathen Mother

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

with amusement
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, ruptured
Shes the one that the mule
And back San Antonio
And placed the dying man upon the

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

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

She me on a bed
And she chanted all the
Of the she knew from way back long ago
I put my head down
And sniggered to
And her if she knew the one called God

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

call me Heathen Mother
Some call me Jane
Some even call me devil that is

And I always get the job
With my heathen hands, I
Always get the job
With my healing hands, I

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

Always get the job
With my heathen hands, I
'cos I get the job done
With my hands, I feel

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