Luyện nghe bài hát The Ghost Of Macon Jones

Where the river keeps on rollin', marches on
The sun hides in the shadows, you know where you
You walk in the silence readin' on the stones
You can roll with the tide, but you hide
From the ghost of Macon

Well they always to church, sat up in the back
Drank the holy water, dapper in black
Away from the rich folk where they let down his
Now they whisper at the
They can hear the ghost of Jones

From the time he was a child, it was to make friends
Some they found, right up to the end
When he off that bridge they just watched and went back home
They all cried to their mommas they saw
The of Macon Jones

In the nights, right
In fight, just stay strong
In the ill-fated wind, go
Yeah you need to unlearn, what been told

No one knows happened, 'cause the truth will often lie
Widows swear he loved 'em, he was born to them cry
Sometimes a man believes he's destined to go at this alone
If you head down cold river you'll feel
The ghost of Jones

say he died, with a smile on his face
Others say he cried, he never his place
If you listen to your fears you might hear his restless
When they digging up your dirt
You'll meet the ghost of Macon
If you see your on the water
That's the of Macon Jones