Luyện nghe bài hát Lawrence Jones

Well the night is as thick as
You can't cut it a knife
A man lies in the
out his life
The are on the back road
And in the dark the headlights
there's one man dead
On that Harlan line

Oh anger, poison
Is eating at your
thoughts are as loud as gunfire
Your face as as coal
Bitterness, like buckshot inside your mind
And one man dead
On that Harlan County

Oh a miner's is fragile
It shatter just like ice
But who bear the struggle
Have always pay the
There's blood the contact
Like vinegar in
And there's one man
On that County line

the river bridge at Highsplint
To the Brookside track
You can feel the long building
can never be turned back
The dead go forward us
Not one is behind
'Cause there's one man
On that Harlan line

Where the night is as cold as
You can it in your bones
It settles like a shroud on the of Lawrence Jones
The shift is walking from the bathhouse into the mine
And one man dead
On Harlan County line
One man
On Harlan County line
One dead
On that Harlan County