Luyện nghe bài hát Sheepdog

Yeah, yeah,

Well, I aim at the first one wholl to stand still
Oh Lord, you're is making me ill
You've got no in your home
You've got no family
You go, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Everyone, in every town, on every boat, on trip
The strip
Will gather round you with coke and
Oh, the trees, ain't no doubt the seeds
I had no about, no, yeah, yeah, yeah

Don't know why I can't locate feeling
That I would rather be you
It no sense, while crying out loud, well, I may love you

This is wasting my emotions
I would rather be with you
Don't let them closer to this secret I may love you

Take 'em outa west, 'em outa height
Take 'em on a sweet
Those little angels are numbered
The TV once shined on desolation one five
got it, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Bust em in the light, em in the light
Bust em in the
They ain't worthy being as thieves
One of those said, "Hi" up to the Abbot who died
The rebound, yeah, yeah,

Don't know why I locate this feeling
That I would rather be you
It makes no sense, crying out loud, well, I may love you

This stress is wasting my
That I rather be with you
let 'em closer to this secret that I may love you
Yeah, yeah,

Now, hear the whistle hymns like
I would rather heal wounds
Now, the dark gun punching out
That, that I may you

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