Luyện nghe bài hát The River; 1873

I used to be a captain
Before the mutiny, woah
I used to be a funk prescriber
On the banks of the river

lotus with my brother
We spun a
That him at the bottom of the river
And me in a jail

Build a out of wood and memories
Watch it slip through the
We sailed our sad vessel

Going down to Saint County
That's I met your mother, dear
love
With eyes on fire
Lady
With eyes on fire

If he won't with you
I'm sure you can find my
If he won't with you
I'm sure you can find my

Creek had a lesson for me
It to drift down from above
It said steer clear of that bottle
Or lose the ones you love

Build a dream out of time and
Dreamt it'd be every night
God sailed my sad little

Going down to Saint Mary's
That's I met your mother, dear
love

I see my brother and of the angels darling
On the side of that river bed
Gonna drag me back to my son
Gonna me back to Jubilee

Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay-lay-Lady
your eyes on fire
Lady
With your eyes on