Luyện nghe bài hát Joliet

"Joliet," she says, "Is the darkest of a man"
angry and slick into her letters writes
Through each time, she thinks of him
Trips her way south into mystery's mouth
And he her there it's what she doesn't say
That makes you want to stay and try to her

I talked to the cousins of who knew you
I asked them the questions expected to hear
Like maybe a went down in your town
it's 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 over its flaws like an well
The hanging judge in town her comments down
She saves the the truth and deals with it herself
Fills that hollow well with nothing to prove

I talked to mountains and streams that through there
I talked to the that had no fruit to bear
To the people that sat there
Beneath her curled up,

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