Luyện nghe bài hát Palmetto Rose

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

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

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

rose in the sidewalk mud
Pearly-white and a big green bud
Catch him coming out of a King store
Bullshit about the Civil War

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

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

And out on Island, they're swimming
On the beach where the big rolled in
With the slaves, women and children
Our first kin

Here on King we're selling our roses
Two for a five-dollar
And tonight after closes
follow my own free will
And I've taken my
I've taken my