Luyện nghe bài hát Palmetto Rose

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

Thought he had the red memorized
in the gravel like the stars in the sky
In that slow minute between living and dead
Looked in my eyes and he me, he said

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

rose in the sidewalk mud
Pearly-white stem and a big bud
Catch him coming out of a Street store
Bullshit story about the War

You can what you want to believe
But there ain't no making up a basket
Everybody in the tri-county
Who makes the best rose

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

And out on Sullivan's Island, they're
On the beach the big boats rolled in
With the earliest slaves, women and
Our first kin

Here on King Street selling our roses
Two for a five-dollar
And tonight after everything
I'll follow my own will
And I've my fill
taken my fill