Luyện nghe bài hát River Town

They say Billy to be a wise man
But his temper was quicker his wit
He couldnt his mouth shut
Hed always let the line slip
The prosecutors worked
Trying to make the charges
for him,
The hands of round these parts
Aint very
No escape in a town
Stuck on one or the other
When the bridges come
There no meeting in the middle
you want to drown
Something smells funny
In a town.
another tired man
At the end of the bar
Broken a horse at the rodeo
Hes the who wont ask for directions
Theres no hes gotta go
The wondering all try to pry
But the case has been closed
Are those tattoos the jailhouse?
Or somewhere down the
Sweet Pocket Palace
Thats where the money changes
Eight balls, dime bags, bourbon
Then its back to hear the
Turf wars, scores,
Gunshots, local
the murdered man?
Everyone knew Billy at the
by reputation-
He was first in line
You tell the old story time after time
Pretty soon you believe own lies
The are splashin
And the tree frogs are
Like a of old souls
still stewing about having to prove
That he left home
I sit and
If the wind the water
be any more cold
Everything in this town comes back around But it gets old