Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Gothic

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

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

in southern gothic
In the garden of good and
Devil right here who whould'a it
In a town of god fearin' people
and deadbolts guard the night
Nothing left to do but kneel and
We've got a church on corner
So why does feel so far away
Far away.

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

Baptized in southern
In the of good and evil
Devil here who whould'a thought it
In a town full of god fearin'
Dogs and deadbolts guard the
Nothing left to do but kneel and
got a church on every corner

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

devil right who whould'a thought it
in a town of god fearin' people
Dogs and guard the night
left to do but kneel and pray
We've got a on every corner
So why does feel so far away

Far
Southern
Southern
Southern