Luyện nghe bài hát Little Amsterdam

Little
In a town
Hominy get it on the plate
Momma keep head down
Momma it my bullet

Don't me back to the range
Back to the
I'm comin' out of the cell in my brain
(Ooo)

Don't, don't, take me back to the
to the range
'Cause girl you got to know days
side you're on

Hmm
Na na na na ne ya na
Na na na na naa na

Momma got a shot,
She loved a man
Then she built a in the Sheriff's bed
do anything to save her man

You see her
They are all pressed
And her best friend is a Sun
But Momma, it my bullet
No, ooh

Don't take me to the range
to the range
I'm comin' out of the cell in my brain
Don't don't me back to the range
to the range
'Cause girl you got to know days

Na na na na na na ne ya na
Na na na na naa na na
Na na na na

All
Got a girl in the
Hey, got a and a place for two
Got a goat and a phone, I
"Boy, you are my Avenue"

Round and around and I go
(Say you are willing to around for me, my babe)
Round and around this time for
Round and around and I go
(Say you are to hang around for me, my babe)
Round and around time for keeps

Father only you can save my
And playin' organ must count
For

You got to know days

Little Amsterdam, shot down
buried her with a butter bean bouquet
And the now, can't ride away
Like he said into the sunset, and I say
That he shouldn't have
But Momma, it my bullet