Luyện nghe bài hát Patron Saint o' Thieves

Auld Nick saint o thieves, murderers & sailors
these shackles from me uh-huh
Slide the bolt from out the & tear down all the wire
My baby's growin cold & I'm on
The wind whistles off the hills & carries her perfume
too a lonely carol badly out of tune
For just beyond them walls I'd lay a mountain low
And sing to her like I know how

They dont hang no fairy these rusty iron bars
So ill burn a paper for her to see
Though shes left like a widow of a war never was
a light still burns in me

Auld Nick patron o' merchants, pawnmen & the judges
Who barter with the lives o men the & the bludgers
Go the dogs awhile they sleep & thrash em round to sense
Theres to many good boys side of the fence

They hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
So ill burn a lamp for her to see
Though shes left like a of a war that never was
Theres a still burns in me

Theres boys in here for gear from non-be-wary strangers
Newly minted & them born with the dangers
For livin less than fruitful lives, toppin than faithful wives
A broken line o' fools that the ages

dont hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
So ill burn a lamp for her to see
Though shes left a widow of a war that never was
Theres a light burns in me

Auld Nick patron o' fools from both sides of the law
For his sake the dirty grin off that fat bastards jaw
For we're lovers of tradition & we might yet a way
To hold them bloody come boxing day

They hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
So ill burn a lamp for her to see
Though left like a widow of a war that never was
Theres a light burns in me

They dont hang no fairy lights these iron bars
So ill burn a lamp for her to see
Though shes left a widow of a war that never was
a light still burns in me

it boys!