Luyện nghe bài hát Outlaws

She stands at the
Proud Mary, bad
Demands the credit
And the men too
The wife of a no longer at sea
She can always find him whisky flows free

She called it poverty, the doorstep was clean
Till city hall came calling to show what it

Have you it before
The of good women and men
Decreed by the and the pen
To be outlaws all again.

The names in the churchyard are overgrown
Still she came kneeling flowers of her own
They're watching you
In times afraid
As counsel finds
For unpaid
And even as the last hope is labelled and
We're all for one,
for gold.