Luyện nghe bài hát The Boy With The Gun

He knows well his ways
A of bitterness
A grudge held from his days
As if life had him less

Reading his list of names
He them one by one
He the barrel 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 come

breath a sigh self satisfied
The work is in good
He the coins into the air
And where the money lands

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

He pauses at the city's
Of hellfire and of
He summons up the devil
To give him of his own

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

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

And my on the gun