Luyện nghe bài hát Mistress of The Salmon Salt

In the district
Where the plants strong and tall
Behind the bush there a girl
Who makes them and tall
The villagers her
girl........behind her back
Quicklime girl........behind the
Quicklime
She's the mistress of the salmon
Quicklime
Quicklime
girl

In the fall plants return
By harvest she knows the score
Ripe and to the eye
Yet rotten to the core
And they her
girl........behind her back
Quicklime girl........behind the
Quicklime
the mistress of the salmon salt
Quicklime
girl
Quicklime

A harvest of a harvest of death
One body of life one body of
And when you've and choked to death
laughter and a little step
I'll prepare the quicklime,
For your and ready grave
For your and ready grave

It's springtime now and cares
And the planning's done
And fertile graves it seems
Within a mile of that duke's
Where coast guard crews still take leave
listless in the sun
And the quicklime girl still plies her
The of the many from the one
And call her
girl........behind her back
Quicklime girl........behind the
girl
She's the mistress of the salt
Quicklime
Quicklime girl........they her
Quicklime

A harvest of life, a harvest of
it's course each day
It as if by schedule
A lifts his arms to the rain
And toes that
And knees that
And necks like that seem to turn
As if inclined to or pray