Luyện nghe bài hát John Finn's Wife

Well, the was deep and the night was dark
And I was at the old dance on the edge of town, yeah
Some big ceremony was going
Well dancers writhed and squirmed and

Came apart and then writhed
Like flies on a pin
In the heat and in the din, in the and in the din
I to thinking about brand new wife of mad John Finn

Well, midnight and clock did strike
And in she came, did Finn's wife
With legs like and butcher's knives
breast and flaming eyes

And a crimson carnation in her
Carving her way the dance floor
And I'm over by the bandstand
eye gaping on John Finn's wife
Every eye gaping on John Finn's
Oh

Now John Finn's wife was of a mystery
In a town where to share a sworn secret was a solemn
I had knuckles and a bolo knife
Over near the bandstand with John Finn's

She got perfumed breasts and raven
Sprinkled wedding confettis
And a gang of garroters were all giving me
Armed, as they were, with

Well the night the window was full of lights
and watching at John Finns' wife
Winking and watching at John wife

Well next the cops, all out on the town
But it look like no trouble there
As they had for the bar in lumpy suits
And I slip my hand the things of John Finn's wife

They seemed to yawn awake, her
It was a warm and very night
And the moon was of blood and light
And my eyes grew small and my eyes grew
As I plotted in the ear of John wife

Enter John Finn in his shrunken
his quick black eyes and black cheroot
With his down teeth and a hobnail boot
And his full of pistols in his pockets
Aiming at me and aiming at his

The band fall silent fearing for lives
And with fear in my guts tangled twine
'Cause all I got is brass knuckles and a bolo
And mad John wife is all
And the three of us walk out of the

Now the night bore down us all
You could hear the crickets in the thickets
Guns did flare and guns did
And I planted my bolo knife in the of mad John Finn

I took his wretched
Now I'm over by the
hand moving on John Finns' wife
Every hand on John Finns' wife

And John Finns' wife all the flowers down
her hair and threw them on the ground
And the flies did hum and the flies did buzz
Poor Finn lying dead upon the ground
Lying dead upon the