Luyện nghe bài hát Morris County Blues

Aim high, but low
Our mission is to this monster down with one swift blow
Think fast, but slow
None of my are intact staring back at the tracks on the trail on an angel

No one should be so young, slighted by the treason of your tongue
Because no the scene has played out and it wore me down as well
I can't dissipate without a
because you were the one in my life
to make me like I was more than what I am...

Your numbers' out of service, at least that's they say
But I know that you've forgot about me and like to keep it that way
In the morning I'll be leaving for
And in 24 hours be talking to you over the phone
got nothing to lose but myself
And I'm sick and tired of comparing you to everyone else
You fall through the sand in a sieve
I need to know the answer because I'm by a thread as it is

spreads fast around this town and they all know what's going down
I've only here for a day but now I've got the update
rather clear that you moved on,
but all I need is a notice
it's over because you still occupy my mind

I've battled with this long
I should take the hint and realize my lucks' run out
But this so much hotter
And so do you get every year I travel with hopes that I've found home...