Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Salt And Nails

By the banks of the river where the willows hang
And the wild all warble with a low mourning sound
in the hollow where the water runs cold
It was I first listened to the lies that you told
Now I lie on my bed and I see your face
The past I remember time erase
The letter you wrote me it was in shame
And I know that your still echoes my name
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Now the nights are so long Lord is deep
And nothing is worse than a night without
I walk out alone and look at the sky too to say too lonesome to cry
If the ladies were blackbirds and the were thrushes
I'd lie there for hours in the cold marshes
If the ladies were squirrels with a high bushy
I'd fill up my shotgun with salt and nails