Luyện nghe bài hát The Man Who Would Speak True

I had a lover, her name was
She found me in a lonely place
She dug me out with an old jaw
She dressed me up for to take me
She fed me words that I not taste,
For I had no tongue, it had been
By a and a growing flower which grew
And I knew if I spoke, I would speak true

We together in an old hotel
A broke-down palace a wishing well
The neighbor taught me how to spell
And how to what I could not sell
But I fed my on the Devils rum
In a run by a godless bum
On a drunken night, a stolen gun
I shot my lover as she to run
The judge said, Son, what have you
But I didnt speak a word, no I didnt one
And the judge me away
And they buried my Grace, yeah, the very day

They me out on a midnight train
In the rain, rolling down through the plain
men sitting with an old shotgun,
Silver stars pinned on one
They my mouth for to get at my tongue
To see just how had all begun
So I opened my mouth like a breath
I only spoke truth, but it only brought
And I laid boys to rest
For the truth, in truth, is a terrible

For there aint no but the road to home,
There no crops but the ones youve sown
And if you one thing from me
You guard your tongue like your enemy

I came to ground in a one-horse
On the rim where the sun goes down
Where a branded man start again
For to right his wrong, for to his sin
But my tongue kept growing, it would not
I grew quite weary, couldnt get no
So I went to the magistrate and myself in,
Picked up a shovel, and he the grin
And planted me by the sea
Now the birds of the air nests on me