Luyện nghe bài hát Pueblo

One trial down in County
always turn up to watch them fall
And the hands they you
bind you like you want to be broken

But the is comin', babe
It's comin' up
Gold and silver

When you hit
You can't buy
In the land
say what to make 'em feel

They got it off my wrists
Jacob, you up my wrists
Jacob, you move when you
You don't move, you don't

I want a cigarette
All those and things they try to do
While wondering over why we're
Damn land [Incomprehensible] you?