Luyện nghe bài hát Old Crow

Now all of us knew Old as the patron drinker's curse.
He paced the barstools, beggin' quarters for his thirst.
knew where he came from,
And nobody to ask.

along came Billy Sunday, tellin' stories 'bout the past.
He said Crow had stole some and sunk it in the lake,
Held by cement blocks in a broken apple crate.
Billy it came from the murdered father of the bride.
Crow had worked their orchard land, until the he did his crime.

Old lied. X2

Night heat the valley,
of anger travels far.
A door is slammed, drunk,
The daughter in Billy's car.

down the driveway,
Outside her bleeds and prays.
Old is in the shadows,
As Billy Sunday away.

Old lied. X4

Old Crow a quarter, asked him if he was the man.
That Billy Sunday said he was, and Old Crow my hand.
Said: "I loved that Orchard and to protect her I have lied."
Now Billy owns the truth.
'Cause Sunday robbed it blind.

Old lied. X8