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 with a grand and song
Let it rattle out the windows, let it out on the lawn

Shout, shout your praises to the man who the Lord
To the back stabbing brother that betrayed all of this
Your

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

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