Luyện nghe bài hát Paul Henry

Counting hours in a place that doesnt a name
There were thousands who were laid to
But no one who could his place

The Ohio River was soft beneath her weight
As she from it her body sank
No ones coming back

They came a great distance in the driving
And the last thing he heard was a trumpet
Then the sky and the earth turned gray
Paul died today.

In Kentucky theres a town doesnt have a name
all remember how it all went down
The way their shoulders the ground.