Luyện nghe bài hát The Ghost of Johnny Cash

I woke up in a cold
a dream at 3 a.m.
I was on a sea of shadows
The was whipping in the wind

I saw a man, dressed all in
out and take the helm
And he charted us a
Out into the spirit

I can the salt
And the blisters on my hands
As I'm pulling at the
Rowing on to glory

And sitting in the
Singing hymns and trash
Is my broken guardian
The ghost of Johnny

Well, Johnny's quoting from the
Well, I'm trying to steer this craft
His voice reminds me
I'm a man cut in half

His tarnished slips and shines
As the billows crash
And I'm riding out the
With the ghost of Johnny

sinners need their saints to be
Survivors of the
'Cause when down here on your knees
angels look too tall

So I'll just live life out
to dust and ash to ash
With my guide from the other
The of Johnny Cash

You gotta stand for
'Cause when you're gone gone
And the lost a lot of souls
When Johnny put that black on

He's still flipping off the
Laughing that ole
While he haunts the halls of
The ghost of Cash

Some sinners need saints to be
Survivors of the
'Cause when you're here on your knees
Most look too tall

So I'll just live this out
to dust and ash to ash
With my guide from the side
The ghost of Cash

Yeah, I've lived this life out
Dust to and ash to ash
Until I'm raising in heaven
With the ghost of Cash