Luyện nghe bài hát Prison on Route 41

There's a on Route 41
Home to my father, cousin, and son
And I visit weekend
Not with my body but prayers that I send

I've a reason for my
And no lack of love for my dear
But my savior is not Christ the
But one named whom I live my life for

And if I don't to her
I'd rot in that prison for
Yeah, toss me aside
And I'd surely to die

By decree, law, or
So my uncle, grandpa, and great aunt
Whom I'd most likely see day
If not for the righteous grand way

There's a prison on 41
to my mother, stepbrother, and son
And I'd tear down that by myself
If not for Virginia who made me else

And I owe it to her
I'd rot in that prison for
Yeah, toss me aside
And me the way to die

By the precepts of her
So unlike the habits of my family
Whom I see down on my knees
In prayer by Virginia I live for to please