Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Gothic

Woo hoo hooo
Woo hoo oHooo
Blackbird on the old steeple
moss hanging in the setting sun
Every house house has got a bible and a gun

We've got and politicians
Round here its kinda to tell which one
Is gonna do more talking with a crooked
This got the good lord shakin' his head
lookin' down thinking we ain't a word he said
Word he

Baptized in gothic
In the garden of good and
Devil here who whould'a thought it
In a full of god fearin' people
Dogs and deadbolts guard the
Nothing to do but kneel and pray
got a church on every corner
So why heaven feel so far away
Far away.

Must be in the muddy water
Turns the whisky as sweet as sin
Every drunk in can sing a brown bag hymn
fences make good neighbors
But good neighbors make good too
When man ain't home any man will do
This towns got the lord shakin' his head (shakin his head)
down thinking we ain't heard a word he said
he said.
he said.

Baptized in gothic
In the garden of and evil
Devil right who whould'a thought it
In a town full of god fearin'
and deadbolts guard the night
Nothing left to do but kneel and
got a church on every corner

So why heaven feel so far away
on homegrown, smokin' that brimstone
momma ain't stoppin', poppin' that
no happy after, waitin' on the rapture now
Baptized in southern
in the garden of good and

devil right here who whould'a it
in a town full of god fearin'
Dogs and deadbolts the night
Nothing left to do but kneel and
We've got a church on every
So why heaven feel so far away

Far
Gothic
Southern
Southern