Luyện nghe bài hát Son of a Gun

Holy was the
Riding on his rig of in the rising sun
was no grim reaper
But a man with a smile who took a in a job well done, yeah
In a sunrise
He's conversion as you lay down and die
Die, die

God given holy
In a God forsaken
He choose this killing ground
He didn't want this part of
He's gonna the earth
And make the run dry
Until we to hate like him
Oh kill for killing, to die

Ride on you son of a gun, ride on, ride into the sun
on you son of a gun, yeah
Ride on you son of a gun, on, ride into the setting sun
on you son of a gun

You be a hero, yeah
For one time
To prove through your
Killing is a great way of
We scorch the earth, yeah
And make the run dry
Until we learn to like him
You for killing, you live to die

Ride on you son of a gun, on, ride into the setting sun
on you son of a gun, yeah
Ride on you son of a gun, on, ride into the setting sun
on you son of a gun

The laughed, the preacher cried
He loaded as he smiled
The sat and wondered
Would they or would they die?
an ordinary man, with his orders and his plans
In the of a cross
Oh in a blood-red
Take me to Jesus, Judas my guide

Yeah, yeah,
Ride on you son of a gun, on, ride into the setting sun
on you son of a gun, yeah
Ride on you son of a gun, ride on, ride into the sun
Ride on you son of a gun, oh

on, ride on, ride on, yeah
Ride on, ride on, on, yeah
Ride on, to history, yeah

on, ride on, your bleeding heart
Ride on, ride on, you played no
on, you feel no pity
Ride on, you feel no

on in to history