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 was going down
Well writhed and squirmed and then

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

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

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

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

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

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

next came the cops, all out on the town
But it don't look no trouble there
As had for the bar in their 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 ferocious
And the moon was full of and light
And my eyes grew and my eyes grew tight
As I plotted in the ear of John wife

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

The band fall silent fearing for their
And with in my guts like tangled twine
'Cause all I got is brass knuckles and a knife
And mad John wife is all
And the of us walk out of the hall

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

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

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