Luyện nghe bài hát Neck On The New Blade

High, high, fiddle low, fiddle low
There's a ghost in my soul
High, fiddle high, low, fiddle low
There's a

A crooked in my walk, a stumble in my
Is what I'm after little
Metal on the red in head
I'm down an feelin' ill

High, fiddle high, fiddle low, low
a cold blade on my crow
High, fiddle high, fiddle low, low
a girl that I know

You never had one I don't believe you will
This is season for standin' still
on the red overcast in head
I'm goin' down an ill

See boys I've known her way back
Back when she was
Tongues on spoke the word
And a left her head

my other hand
That's a joke
Like steel cold knife on the of strife
Were the that I spoke