Luyện nghe bài hát Palmetto Rose

Palmetto rose in the AC
Cross-stitched pillow where the head went
He said his cab was his friend
Left him jumping like trees in the

Thought he had the red lights
Glass in the like the stars in the sky
In that slow minute between living and dead
Looked in my and he told me, he said

This war that I wage to get up day
It's a fiberglass boat, it's in May
It's the women I and the law that I hate
Lord, let me die in the State
Lord, let me die in the Iodine

Palmetto in the sidewalk mud
stem and a big green bud
Catch him coming out of a King store
Bullshit story about the War

You can believe you want to believe
But ain't no making up a basket weave
Everybody in the knows
Who the best palmetto rose

And it's war that we wage to get up day
It's a basket of sweet grass, a wedding
It's the I love and the law that I hate
But Lord, let me die in the State
Lord, let me die in the Iodine

And out on Sullivan's Island, swimming
On the beach where the big rolled in
With the earliest slaves, and children
Our American kin

Here on King we're selling our roses
Two for a bill
And tonight everything closes
I'll my own free will
And I've my fill
I've my fill