Luyện nghe bài hát Sadie

White
You me home
And this bone
And this pinecone

Bury bone
To gnaw on it later, on the telephone
And 'till then, we pray and
The notion that lives do never end

And all day we talk about mercy
Lead me to water Lord, I am thirsty
Down in the ditch where I nearly you
Up in the clouds he almost heard you

And all we built
And all that we
And all we spilt
Or up like weeds
Is up in back
And it burns

And we up in turns
'Till the crept over me

And you
And I do
No longer
Oh, and I to you

But the water go so
And you do
What you don't

is an old song
These are old
And is not my tune
But mine to use
And the
Where the fear once
Will flock with a
And they will
come for you

And down I darn with the milk-eyed mender
You and I, and a so tender
Stretched-on the where I stitch-this addage
"Bless our house and its so savage."

And all that I
And all that I
And all I got
Is scattered like
And all I knew
Is moving away me

And all that I
Is like tumbleweed

And the mealy
In the brine will
In a pyre
Among the fauns and

And the love we
And the we spurn
Will grow cold
Oh, taciturn

And I'll tell you
Oh Sadie, go on now
And bless those who've sickened
And us who have chosen so

And all I got
And all that I
I tie in a
And I lay at feet
And I have not
But a crept over me

So dig up bone
Exhume your pinecone,