Luyện nghe bài hát The Secret

All gathered in our Sunday best
After the service on them old steps
Congregation into the streets
Ain't it funny how the preacher's
Disappear out on the curb
Once the weight of an old friend's body and hands meet

bar up in Syracuse
Momma when she got the news
Hell, I don't who she'll miss more, you or me
No, it didn't real, no not 'til now
this long black Lincoln in our little town
Rolling by buildings I never thought I'd see

And I can't help but think about all that we could been
Had you not here and settled for a life with him
Ashes to ashes, dust to
Buried is the that was us

I can see you standing there
Swollen eyes and snow in hair
And your shaking voice say you get past the shame
Eight weeks a nine month ride
way it's still a lie
Carrying your child with another man's

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I up and shake his hand, tell him just how sorry I am
And what I wouldn't give to have you
I wonder if you're looking on all who is gathered 'round
Knowing one day I too will peace

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Buried is the secret was us