Luyện nghe bài hát Johnny Rottentale

Words and by Amy Ray

Yeah I go over yonder
I see my mother
My sister and my
But my brother is to hell

Yeah they hung him the gallows
As the sun red from yellow
And the crowd heard him halting
And they sighed much relief

The preacher asked him for any last
My spit on to his clean shirt
And he smiled redemption
And said this is one soul god don't

Oh yes I him but I won't miss him
As burning and he's twisting
For his heartless
To the devil and creed

Oh as a child we called him
'Til he was lonely and
And he our constant jeering
Oh with his every word and

Oh and for my contribution
Oh and the lack of retribution
I would ask the lords
On my very bended

Oh it's the tale of rotten
who was lonely and forgotten
And it's the tale of my brother