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 me home
She fed me that I could not taste,
For I had no tongue, it had replaced
By a green and a flower which grew
And I if I ever spoke, I would speak true

We lived in an old hotel
A broke-down palace with a wishing
The neighbor girl taught me how to
And how to steal what I not sell
But I fed my tongue on the rum
In a run by a godless bum
On a night, with a stolen gun
I shot my lover as she to run
The said, Son, what have you done?
But I didnt speak a word, no I speak one
And the judge me away
And they buried my Grace, yeah, the next day

sent me out on a midnight train
In the rain, rolling through the dusty plain
men sitting with an old shotgun,
Silver pinned on every one
busted my mouth for to get at my tongue
To see just how this had all
So I opened my like a dragons breath
I only truth, but it only brought death
And I laid those to rest
For the truth, in truth, is a jest

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

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