Luyện nghe bài hát Reddleman Coming

(B. Walkenhorst)
On the day that I was
Cross the plain come a red dust
First the wind, then the
of blood down the windowpane
Hole in the roof, on the bed
Bad on the baby's head
cried the curse is come
The mark of the on my son
Reddleman
coming for me
Reddleman
Learn to crawl, to eat
and talk that double-speak
Hide my and show my hand
Listen in the for the reddleman
He come that dirt that stain your soul
this don't hurt anyone at all
Just your eyes into little girl lost
But don't waste your time, it don't off

Late in life I fell in uptown
With a one-armed woman who'd around
I said how my did you lose your hand
She said a of flesh for the reddleman
A born, a father sees
There's a red in the of the web he weaves
Clean his clothes in the holy
But the rank of the reddle back to haunt

Red hawk on a telephone pole
Watch to see way I go
I fall and when I stand
And it all to the reddleman