Luyện nghe bài hát Rumba para los Muertos

He's got a one way ticket and his bloody
He's sick and but still alive
He no remorse looking at the crossing rails
Hammering down, down the nails

God is great, God is
Shouts the whole neighbourhood
With a riffle at hand, we in peace
They all pray on knees

As the train was riding along the beaten
She sat him and got on his lap
He stand the stench of her perfume
So he choked her, he choked her in the

He put six silver in his .45
Got out at Clarksdale to him alive