Luyện nghe bài hát My Widow

Love songs bring me down.
As as her wedding gown.
Folded in the corner, a locket that he bought her,
it like hes still around.
If the sky isnt blue, I never know to do,
I always feel the to leave town.
This been tough, here in Cedar Neck Bluff,
my door has got 3 chains.
I worry this, and I worry about that,
I never get to in the rain.

But theres one,
bullet in the gun.
Oh yes, always one.

The she was right.
How I wish my heart change.
It makes me shiver in the night, a mouse in a fight,
Im better off trying to the pain.
So I run up my card, I fall off the bar,
and my girlfriend starts to ashamed.
It aint right but in the night, while she she likes to fight,
and I wake up all and blue.
She to tie her up, I say dont worry love,
I was restless too.

And theres one,
left in the gun.
Oh yes, theres one,
bullet in the gun.
Oh yes, theres one.

Im to say, that Im no help.
Im to say, he is gone.
Im sorry to say, youve me too.

Now shes ready to go.
a letter and a long stem rose.
I zip her dress in the back, as she paints her black,
wipes the lipstick from her teeth slow.
She always comes back a mess, mascara on her dress,
and all the of a new widow.
If I give a little, give a little, give a more,
can I make her feel the same?
She worries about this, and she worries that,
before the war she to sing in the rain.

But always one,
left in the gun.
Oh yes, theres one,
bullet in the gun.
Oh yes, theres one.