Luyện nghe bài hát Throwin' Rocks

She wasn't bad. She good. She was just what she was.
She had a thing a man, do the things he does.
She had a way. A special way, to speak a word.
I swear to you, very day, that this is how it all occurred.

We was: Throwin rocks in the river, counting on the track
Thinking could not be better and living in a shack.
love for one another, deep down in our bones.
Standing by the water, throwing rocks n stones.

2
I was raised, in New Orleans. She was in Jacksonville.
And for a time, to me it seemed, she made the stand still.

Throwin rocks in the river, counting on the track
Thinking life could not be and living in a shack.
Feeling love for one another, deep in our bones.
Standing by the water, throwing n skipping stones.

3
I came home late and I caught her, with a man out of town.
Now I wait beside the water for the flood to me down.

Throwin rocks in the river, ties on the track
Pouring gas on her letters and fire to the shack.
Screaming bloody murder, nothing but the bones.
Standing by the water, rocks n skipping stones.

I am by the water, yeah, throwing rocks n skipping stones.