Luyện nghe bài hát Let The Music Play

Put the horses in the
Load the mules on the
Set your on the table
the dogs out in the rain

Take the money that they you
Hide it in a jar
Nobody now can you
It don't matter you are

your light down low
hear the four blow
bow your head to
it what you planed
you got one last
let the music

Left for in southern Georgia
at the hands of john
with your waitin' for ya'
You were... before the
you your shakin hands wil
when mouth is goin dry
when law man back in datin
look you in the eye

He was nothing but a
and he came to the part
disquised as luke the
talk about a cheatin

when he rode your town
same old indian
struck a match and burned. .

Now your and barely breathing
looking down from up
something to believe in
one truth and love
and the storm is slowly
at the of the day
all the steel are crying
I'm rollin' down that lost