Luyện nghe bài hát Spinning Jenny

She came down the Western Hills when we were not prepared
I turned ears to words of warning, now I'm running scared
caution to the wind now that the cat's away
I say my grace, fill my face, then for pray

God I was an honest man, the same as any other
Who loved his wife, worked all his life to keep his
Until the beast that never sleeps beneath my silken
Reared its head and bit its at my morality

Her passion for passion, it will
Cruel are the thorns of this delicate
Her for lust, it will consume
A siren song all men to their doom

She of her innocence, a plea I must contest
While baptizing sinners with a missionary zest
She will exercise your demons, then your thighs
Await your second-coming a hunger in her eyes

Her are the souls of men, she'll gorge herself to bursting
For yours her heart is as a spider craves a fly
No mortal man could hope to suit her as a suitor
She'll rewrite the Kama if you'd care to watch her try

Her passion for passion, it devour
Cruel are the thorns of delicate flower
Her lust for lust, it consume
A siren song summons all men to doom

Her passion for passion, it devour
Cruel are the thorns of delicate flower
Her lust for lust, it will
A siren song all men to their doom

I reach for heaven, desire me down
When fools their king, I'll be heir to that crown
A strange of madness I cannot condone
If you are without sin, come cast the first

Then cast the first