Luyện nghe bài hát The Rain Follows the Plow

Straight I learned to pray
He prays the sky
You go to when you die
But keep lake of fire in mind
all the rules at Catholic school
Turned to a of crime
I stole that motorbike
I left a trail of tears

Had casual sex, cigarettes
Threw caution to the
Was a winding path that I always plan to get to you again

the ground 'neath under clouds
The rain follows the
But it was as profound as I had wanted it to be
The birds, they sang the rites of
In summer's
I sat down to enjoy a world that's in green

A red feather and a Celtic cross
Are pierced my ear
No matter where I went, I meant to make my way back