Luyện nghe bài hát Saint Judas

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

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

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

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