Luyện nghe bài hát Joliet

"Joliet," she says, "Is the part of a man"
It's and slick into her letters writes
Through each time, she thinks of him
Trips her way down into mystery's 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 people who you
I them the questions they expected to hear
Like maybe a killing went down in your
it's the prison or the birth of barbed wire

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

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

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