Luyện nghe bài hát The Bird & The Rifle

There's a bird making in the kitchen
And there's a out back smoking cigarettes
He ever really feel like talking
It don't matter she says

And the bird is dreaming out the window
at that big wide open sky
And the rifle, he used to be a
But he meant to fly

down on the ground
Won't let her out, it her in
And he's afraid if she
never come home again
Something the bird
And her spreading those
brings the rifle out in him

But the rifle loves the bird when she's
And he knows word to every song
And the bird, she the rifle
Cause he's dangerous, and strong

Something down on the
let her out, it holds her in
And he's if she flies
She'll never home again
'bout the bird
And her spreading wings
brings the rifle out in him

One night when the autumn wind was
The rifle his whiskey and went to bed
And he never even heard the open
And she ain't come in