Luyện nghe bài hát The Boy With The Gun

He knows his wicked ways
A of bitterness
A held from his childhood days
As if life had loved him

Reading down his list of
He them one by one
He the barrel at the sky
shots off at the sun

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

He carves out the names
In the butt of the gun
He well back against the tree
He knows his come

He'll breath a sigh satisfied
The work is in good
He shoots the into the air
And follows where the lands

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

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

He'll the sinners of deceit
They'll his name 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