Luyện nghe bài hát John Finn's Wife

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

Came and then writhed again
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 and clock did strike
And in she came, did John Finn's
With like scissors and butcher's knives
Tattooed breast and flaming

And a carnation in her teeth
Carving her way through the floor
And I'm standing over by the
Every eye 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 was a solemn duty
I had knuckles and a bolo knife
Over near the bandstand with John Finn's

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

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

Well next the cops, all out on the town
But it don't look like no trouble
As they had for the bar in lumpy 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 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

John Finn in his shrunken suit
With his quick black and black cheroot
With his filled down teeth and a hobnail
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 like tangled
'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 bore upon us all
You hear the crickets in the thickets call
Guns did flare and did bawl
And I my bolo knife in the neck of mad John Finn

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

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