Luyện nghe bài hát My Widow

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

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

The she was right.
How I wish my could 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 dont love,
I was restless too.

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

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

Now shes getting to go.
Holding a and a long stem rose.
I zip her in the back, as she paints her eyes black,
wipes the lipstick her teeth real 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 ever make her the same?
She worries about this, and she worries that,
before the war she used to in the rain.

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