Luyện nghe bài hát Old Crow

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

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

Old lied. X2

heat chokes the valley,
Hiss of anger far.
A door is slammed, drunk,
The daughter jumps in car.

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

Old lied. X4

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

Old lied. X8