Luyện nghe bài hát Joliet

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

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

"Joliet," she says, "Is the darkest of a man"
It's shaped liberty's bell, cracked and common law
And stretched out over its flaws like an ink-less
The judge in town records her comments down
She saves the crowd the truth and deals 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 fruit to
To the colorless people that sat
Beneath her curled up,

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