Luyện nghe bài hát Joliet

"Joliet," she says, "Is the part of a man"
It's angry and slick into her writes
Through herself each time, she of him
Trips her way down south into mystery's
And he follows her there it's what she say
That makes you want to stay and try to her

I talked to the cousins of who knew you
I asked the questions they expected to hear
Like maybe a killing down in your town
Maybe the prison or the birth of barbed wire

"Joliet," she says, "Is the part of a man"
It's shaped liberty's bell, cracked and common law
And stretched out its flaws like an ink-less well
The hanging judge in records her comments down
She saves the crowd the and deals with it herself
Fills that hollow with nothing left to prove

I talked to mountains and streams that through there
I talked to the trees that had no to bear
To the colorless that sat there
Beneath her up, stared

I to the cousins of people who knew you
I asked them the questions expected to hear
Like a killing went down in your town
Maybe it's the prison or the birth of barbed