Luyện nghe bài hát Pueblo

One trial in Spanos County
Ladies turn up to watch them fall
And the they bind you
bind you like you want to be broken

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

you hit them
You buy sand
In the land
Don't say 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

Alright I a cigarette
All those trials and things try to do
While wondering over why insane
Damn [Incomprehensible] won't you?