Luyện nghe bài hát Powderfinger

Look out, Mama, there's a white comin' up the river
a big red beacon and a flag and a man on the rail
I think you'd better call
'Cause it don't look like here to deliver the mail

And they're less a mile away
I hope they come to stay
It's got on the side and a gun
And makin' big waves

Daddy has gone, my out hunting in the mountains
Big John's drinking since the river took Emmy Lou
So the powers be left me here to do the thinkin'

And I just turned
I was wonderin' to do
And the closer got
The more those feelings

Daddy's rifle in my felt reassurin'
He told me, "Red run son, numbers add up to nothin'"
But when the shot hit the docks I saw it comin'

my rifle to my eye
Never to wonder why
Then I saw
And my face in the sky

Shelter me from the powder and the
Cover me with the that pulled the trigger
Just think of me as one never figured

Would away so young
With so left undone
Remember me to my
I know I'll her