Luyện nghe bài hát Saint John

Supper in the hole
time in the hole
I shame my family, shame my
Supper

Old John on death row
He's just for a pardon
Old Saint on death row
He's just waiting for a

Old Saint on death row
just waiting for a pardon
Old Saint John on row
He's just

All the white boys in the stay slacks
They're home for the summer college
out late, getting rowdy at the bar
And looking for uptown

They come up my block, 5 or 6 of them
Smashing bottles in the gutter
Yelling all of obscenities
About and God and law

Another supper in the hole
Supper
I shame my family, shame my
time

A young girl turned the corner a clerk dress on
That was my sister
Just got off the night shift at Pennington's
Just wanna go and get some sleep

Butch grabbed her by the waist the caffeine eyes
The all [Incomprehensible]
I picked up a from my papa's front yard
And threw it at the boy's face

Well, blood was like a well that sprung
I couldn't what I had just done
Well, the boy ran and this one stayed
On the ground and he would move again

Old John on death row
He's waiting for a pardon
Old Saint on death row
just waiting for a pardon

All us boys on row
We're waiting for a pardon
All us on death row

truly on trial, I testify
I keep on running 'til the well runs dry
Yours truly on trial, I
I gotta keep on running 'til the runs

truly on trial, I testify
I gotta keep on running 'til the runs dry
Yours truly on trial, I
I gotta on running 'til the well runs dry