Luyện nghe bài hát John Finn's Wife

Well, the night was deep and the night was
And I was at the old hall on the edge of town, yeah
Some big was going down
Well dancers writhed and and then

Came apart and then writhed
Like squirming 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 came and did strike
And in she came, did Finn's wife
With legs scissors and butcher's knives
Tattooed breast and flaming

And a carnation in her teeth
her way through the dance floor
And I'm standing over by the
Every eye gaping on John Finn's
Every eye gaping on Finn's wife
Oh

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

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

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

Well next came the cops, all out on the
But it don't look like no there
As had for the bar in their lumpy suits
And I my hand between the things of John Finn's wife

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

John Finn in his shrunken suit
With his quick eyes and black cheroot
With his filled down teeth and a boot
And his fists full of in his pockets
at me and aiming at his wife

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

Now the night down upon us all
You could hear the crickets in the call
Guns did and guns did bawl
And I my bolo knife in the neck of mad John Finn

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

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