Luyện nghe bài hát The Boy With The Gun

He knows well his wicked
A course of
A grudge from his childhood days
As if had loved him less

Reading his list of names
He ticks one by one
He points the at the sky
Firing off at the sun

I am the law and I am the
I am the wisdom, listen to me

He carves out the names
In the butt of the gun
He leans well back the tree
He knows his kingdom's

He'll breath a sigh self
The work is in hands
He the coins into the air
And follows where the money

I am the law and I am the
I am the wisdom, listen to me

He at the city's edge
Of and of stone
He summons up the there
To him courage of his own

He'll the sinners of deceit
They'll hear his and run
His is his own reward
out beneath the sun

I am the law and I am the
I am the wisdom, listen to me

And my on the gun