Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Gothic

Woo hoo oHooo
Woo hoo oHooo
on the old church steeple
Spanish hanging in the setting sun
Every house house has got a and a loaded gun

got preachers and politicians
Round here its hard to tell which one
Is gonna do talking with a crooked tongue
This towns got the good lord his head
lookin' down we ain't heard a word he said
he said

Baptized in southern
In the garden of good and
right here who whould'a thought it
In a town full of god people
Dogs and deadbolts the night
left to do but kneel and pray
We've got a on every corner
So why does feel so far away
Far away.

Must be something in the water
Turns the 'bout as sweet as sin
Every drunk in town can a brown bag hymn
Good fences make neighbors
But good neighbors make good too
When your man ain't home any man do
towns got the good lord shakin' his head (shakin his head)
lookin' down thinking we ain't heard a he said
he said.
he said.

Baptized in southern
In the of good and evil
Devil right who whould'a thought it
In a town full of god people
Dogs and deadbolts guard the
Nothing to do but kneel and pray
We've got a church on corner

So why does heaven feel so far
High on homegrown, smokin' that
momma ain't stoppin', poppin' cotton
no ever after, waitin' on the rapture now
Baptized in gothic
in the garden of and evil

devil here who whould'a thought it
in a town of god fearin' people
Dogs and guard the night
Nothing left to do but kneel and
We've got a church on corner
So why does heaven so far away

Far
Southern
Southern
Southern