Luyện nghe bài hát Into the Storm

Spoken: the storm
Tell your mother you be home for Christmas this year.
say you've south for the Promised Land.
gun in hand.

When America the world will fall with her.
When America falls the world will with her.
the car and take the train,
you won't need it where going,
leave the bags, don't a thing but the clothes on your back.
With food, gun and sack,
food, gun and gunny sack,
with food, gun and sack,
for the tracks.
If one dies along the keep riding through the night,
you'll never it if you stop to bury,
never make it if you wait for light.
Don't pause to justice,
don't take the to mourn,
have time to suffer,
after suffered the storm.

Spoken: There's gonna be two
is fallen, is fallen.
You'll see it before you it,
sound takes some to travel.
When the noise your ear you will know and you will fear
the end is near.
Babylon is fallen, is
For the day comes, the night.
As we along the darker song,
of yet to come.
Ponder the thought of what you've fought.
the journey for you my friend has just begun.
Yeah the wind is blow those (four) walls in
and the sound is drown you out.
I show you a mystery,
we not all sleep,
we all be changed,
the crippled, and weak.
In a moment, in the of an eye,
the last trumpet shall sound and the dead rise.
we shall all be changed.
Spoken under: (If the watchman the sword come upon the land, warns not the people)
we shall all be changed.
(His blood I require at his hand.)
we shall all be changed.
(If the watchman sees the sword come the land and warns the people,)
we shall all be changed.
(he has delivered his own soul and be free.)
We shall all be free.
We, we all be free,
we be free,
we be free,
we be free.
(There are no to where we are,)
we be free.
(the path to the has yet to be craved.
so follow your fate to the Lone State, and join us as we sing along.)

Born in sin, sufferin', through thick and thin.
Place your lips to my lips, and let's begin to weather the storm.
You been warned.
We be free,
we be free,
we be free,
we be free,
we be free,
we be free.
We be free,
we be free,
we be free,
we be free.
We be
1° + 2° spoken: excerpt Whitman's "Song Of The Open Road"
Spoken: excerpt Augustine's "Confessions"
There is a place.
Follow me over the Jordan the desert sands.
Follow me O into the Promised Land.
Follow me over the Jordan the Rio Grande.
Follow me into into the Promised Land.
Marching on to Zion gun in hand.
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Into the Land.