Luyện nghe bài hát Randall Knife

My father had a knife
My gave it to him
When he went off to War II
To save us all ruin

Now if you've ever held a knife
You know my father
And if a better blade was made
It was probably in hell

My father was a man
He was a lawyer by his
And once did I ever see
Him misuse the

Well, it cut his thumb off
When he took it for a
Now the knife was made for darker
And you could not the rules

Well, he let me take it camping
On a Boy Scout
And I a half an inch off
Trying to stick it in a

Well, I hid it him for a while
But the and he were one
And he put it in his bottom
Without a hard one

There it slept and there it
For some odd years
Sort of Excalibur
waiting for a tear

My father died when I was
And I couldn't a way to cry
Not because I love him
Not because he try

Well, I'd for every lesser thing
Whiskey, and beauty
But he deserved a better
And I was not quite

So we took his out to sea
And poured `em off the
And then threw the in the wake
Of we'd learned

And we got back to the house
Well, they me what I wanted
Not the law books, not the
Oh, I need the he's haunted

Oh, my hand burned for the Randall
There in the bottom
And I found a tear for my life
And all it stood for