Luyện nghe bài hát Saint Judas

Saddle up the horses and wear your best
Sing your sacred harp, you be than the rest
Fill up the room a grand and thunderous song
Let it rattle out the windows, let it spill out on the

Shout, shout your praises to the man who kissed the
To the back stabbing that betrayed all of this world
Judas

Yeah, though you may in the valley in the dark
There's no greater evil than the darkness in heart
With your stun guns, bloodhounds, and your razor wire
Your nylon shackle post and your high tech burning tire
Your

Whiplash crack across the back, the arms
And although you his feet, he running fast he running hard
Through them crickets in the and them horses in the field
the caw, caw of the crows, see the devil at the wheel y'all, Judas