Luyện nghe bài hát SWAMPLAND

Quicksand, I'm in it's
Quicksand, I'm in grip
A in the mud
saint of the bog
They come boots of blood
With pitchfork and with
And chantin' out my name
And they got doggies on a chain

Lucy, I'll love you the end
They me like a dog
in swamp land

So come my
my bounty hunter
Come my killers
I run no more
I run no more
I cannot run no
No, I can't, no

Oh, Lucy, you see this face again
I caught you swing and burn
Down in land

The trees are in fog
The trees are in fog
Like so many brides
Hey and now they're all breakin and cryin'
tears upon my face
Splashing tears cold upon my
And they smell of gasoline, I

Lucy, you made a sinner out of me
And now I'm burnin' a saint
in swamp land

So my executioner
my bounty hunter
Come my county
I run no more
I run no more
I cannot run no
I run no more
No, I

Down in swamp