Luyện nghe bài hát John Roland Wood

Go tell the sheriff, John Roland Wood's Jesus
Now he's living at the of the cross
He testified on the drag this evening
he's gonna spread the gospel to the lost

The meanest sinner to ever and breathe
Said been clean and sober for a week
He said his soul is not anymore
He hocked his gun and gave the money to the

Go tell the sheriff, John Roland Wood's found
At a tent revival right outside of
Oh, what a friend this town has in
If you look at what John Roland has tore

the spirit touched his soul
He kept the streets full of bullet holes
Back then he was raising hell
You knew he was coming by the blue on his tail, look out

Go the sheriff, John Roland Wood's found Jesus
Now that water tower must be of wine
Let not your heart be troubled
Turn your women and your back outside

What we do on Friday nights
Without John Roland out the lights
Carry that ol' jukebox
He traded B-9 for Grace'

Go tell the sheriff, John Roland found Jesus
Now he is at
I he's living at the foot of
He's living at the foot of the cross, oh