Luyện nghe bài hát My Widow

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

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

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

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

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

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

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