Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Salt And Nails

By the banks of the river the willows hang down
And the wild birds all warble a low mourning sound
Down in the where the water runs cold
It was there I first listened to the that you told
Now I lie on my bed and I see sweet face
The I remember time cannot erase
The you wrote me it was written in shame
And I that your conscience still echoes my name
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Now the are so long Lord sorrow is deep
And nothing is than a night without sleep
I out alone and look at the sky too empty to say too lonesome to cry
If the ladies blackbirds and the ladies were thrushes
I'd lie there for in the chilly cold marshes
If the were squirrels with a high bushy tail
I'd fill up my shotgun with rock salt and