Luyện nghe bài hát Lead

"Don't fill me lead," the poor man plead,
as the looked away,
"I've got a you see,
and all need me,
so take me away."

"But I must," the said,
"you yet to ever bled,
and think I won't make you pay,
you have breathed last breath,
time is here I'm your death,
and is your dying day."

The man to squirm,
when the thief's confirmed,
it would be over sooner then said,
the gun was swift, as the fatal gift,
him dead.

"Goodbye walleye, you are but a I have fried,
let the waves just you away,
whether a Heaven or Hell,
be the first to tell,
I'll see you on All Day..."