Luyện nghe bài hát John Finn's Wife

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( Henry's Dream [Mute, )

Well the night was deep and the night was
And I was at the old on the edge of town
Some big was going down
Dancers writhed and and then,
Came apart and then again
Like squirming on a pin
In the and in the din
Yes, in the and in the din
I fell to about brand new wife of mad John Finn
Well, midnite came and did strike
And in she came, did John wife
With legs like scissors and butcher's
A tattooed and flaming eyes
And a crimson carnation in her
her way through the dance floor
And I'm over by the bandstand
Every eye gaping on John wife
Yeah, every eye on John Finn's wife
Now John wife was something of a mystery
In a town where to a sworn secret was a solemn duty
I had brass knuckles and a knife
Over near the bandstand with Finn's wife
She got perfumed breasts and hair
Sprinkled wedding confettis
And a gang of were all giving me stares
Armed, as they were, machetes
And the through the window was full of lights
Winking and awatching at John Finns'
Winking and awatching at Finns' wife
came the cops, all out on the town
But it don't like no trouble there
As they had for the bar in lumpy suits
And I slip my hand between the things of John Finn's
And they to yawn awake, her things
It was a warm and very ferocious
The moon full of and light
And my eyes grew and my eyes grew tight
As I plotted in the ear of John wife
Enter John in his shrunken suit
his quick black eyes and black cheroot
With his filled-down teeth and a boot
And his full of pistols in his pockets
at me and aiming at his wife
The band fall fearing for their lives
And with fear in my like tangled twine
Cause all I got is brass knuckles and a knife
And mad Finns' wife is all
And the of us walk out of the hall
Now the night bore upon us all
You could hear the crickets in the call
And guns did flare and guns did
And I my bolo knife in the neck
Of mad John Finn. I took his life
Now I'm over near the
Every hand moving on John wife
Every hand on John Finns' wife
And John wife
Took all the flowers
her hair
And threw them on the
And the did hum
And the did buzz around
Poor Finn
Lying dead the ground
dead upon the ground