Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Salt And Nails

[ Lee Hazlewood ]
By the banks of the river where the grow cold
birds warble the strange soundin' song
By the banks of the river where the waters run
Well that's where I listened the lies that she told
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He lays there each night all and he weeps
Nothing ain't worse than a wothout sleep
The letters she wrote him they were in vain
But I know that her still echoes my name
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If the were blackbirds and the ladies were fishes
I'd lay there for hours in the cold matches
If the ladies were squirrels yeah a big bushy tail
I'd up my shotgun with a rock salt and nails
We'd fill up our shotgun with a rock salt and