Luyện nghe bài hát Phone Call from Leavenworth

Now, they hold me here much
Probably go mad all by
Now, I need somebody
Said, I really need help, yeah

Why a man up in the judgment chair
Got his ass, right arm
In double pair? Alright

a frozen line
A winter, be hail and rain
Way in New York this mornin'
There ain't no one
Who ever gonna my name

Now the sun comes up
Mama, you know
That now I don't care no more, alright

Three o'clock this
I thought I saw Jesus coming
He through the concrete, baby
He came through walls without no sound

And I say, walls, that ain't no clay
I closed my eyes, watched him slip away,

They at you sideways
They call no man by his Christian
His natural born
All you got is your backbone to on
You can expect no help from brain

Now a man wants reason
He be willing to pay
I'm in Leavenworth Prison, now
And I do not no days

Said, when a man wants
He be willing to pay
I'm down in Prison now
And I do not no days

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