Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Gothic

Woo hoo oHooo
Woo hoo hooo
Blackbird on the old church
Spanish moss hanging in the sun
Every house house has got a and a loaded gun

got preachers and politicians
Round here its kinda hard to which one
Is gonna do more talking with a crooked
This towns got the good lord shakin' his
lookin' down thinking we heard a word he said
he said

Baptized in gothic
In the garden of good and
right here who whould'a thought it
In a town full of god fearin'
Dogs and deadbolts the night
Nothing left to do but and pray
We've got a church on every
So why heaven feel so far away
Far away.

Must be in the muddy water
Turns the whisky 'bout as as sin
drunk in town can sing a brown bag hymn
Good fences good neighbors
But good neighbors make good too
When your man ain't home any man do
This towns got the good 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 garden of and evil
Devil here who whould'a thought it
In a town full of god fearin'
and deadbolts guard the night
Nothing left to do but and pray
We've got a church on corner

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

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

Far
Southern
Southern
Southern