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 ceremony was down
Well writhed and squirmed and then

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

Well, midnight and clock did strike
And in she came, did John Finn's
With legs like scissors and butcher's
Tattooed and flaming eyes

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

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

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

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

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

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

Enter John Finn in his shrunken
his quick black 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 fall silent fearing for their 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 of us walk out of the hall

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

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

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