Luyện nghe bài hát Jean The Birdman

He gambles on the
He's pulling on the
He thrashes on the horse's
Ambition is a bloody

Horse doesn't to jump
The river too wide
Well he faces every
With a state of mind

Stay me, breathe deeply
three passes back
Turn and make a full

The are laughing
And they're at the reins
But he's taken to his
And hit the bank

may stone him
But Jean the birdman it off

His on the trigger
His eye is on the
He doesn't give the game
And fires the bullets off

Six hearts cut
dreaming they're alive
Blown in dusty circles
Like an absent state of

Who Who victim?
God America
He surely love him

Hitching out of
Lines of traffic knee
A chance to the morning off
And get sleep

may stone him
But Jean the pulls it off

He wears a
His mother to him
It's in chains around his heart
Rusted and wafer

Don't on luck son
All the angels
Don't need to a weather vane
We all what tomorrow brings

Life is a farm
Coyotes with the
is a bullring
For taking and flouting rules

Who needs a net?
The world is wide
look out for card sharks
And the danger

may stone him
But the birdman pulls it off