Luyện nghe bài hát Tillman Co

Mother red river she wind a copperhead
Coils and over dennison dam
Little white houses, eggs on the bed
I am the sun of the serpent, I am

on the river, washed in the blood
Blood run thickerthan muc
And the wheel deeper as the years spin 'round
bad summers in tillman county

My little tree dreams of another life
Coddles his cattle and he rents his
the fan to the face of his pretty wife
She nothing ain't ever gonna change, she was

on the river

Daylight's dragon fenceline keeps me working in this
Poundin down the bedrock with rusty lance
We don't a chance
Chikasha call to the funnel cloud
Demon screamin over Wichita falls
down, power out, ryan and points south
Time and direction matter all when you're

on the river

Maybe old moses and turn this current back
Cross me over ever and dry
Climb me a oak, scar-faced, bible-black
Swing this shovel it cracks the sky, I was

on the river