Luyện nghe bài hát Saint Judas

Saddle up the and wear your Sunday 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, your praises to the man who kissed the Lord
To the back stabbing brother betrayed all of this world
Your

Yeah, though you may walk in the in the dark
There's no evil than the darkness in your heart
With your guns, bloodhounds, needle and your razor wire
Your nylon shackle whipping and your high tech burning tire
Judas

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