Luyện nghe bài hát Tombstone Blues

The sweet pretty things are in bed now of
The city fathers they're to endorse
The reincarnation of Revere's horse
But the town has no need to be

The of Belle Starr, she hands down her wits
To the nun who violently knits
A bald wig for Jack the who sits
At the head of the chamber of

Mama's in the fact'ry, she ain't got no
in the alley, he's lookin' for the fuse
I'm in the streets with the blues

The hysterical bride in the arcade
Screaming she moans, "I've just made"
Then she sends out for the doctor who down the shade
Says, "My is to not let the boys in"

Now the medicine man and he shuffles inside
He with a swagger and he says to the bride
"Stop all this weeping and your pride
You not die, it's not poison"

Mama's in the fact'ry, she got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley, he's for the fuse
I'm in the with the tombstone blues

Well, John the after torturing a thief
Looks up to his the Commander-in-Chief
"Tell me great hero, but please it brief
Is a hole for me to get sick in?"

The Commander-in-Chief answers him, a fly
Saying, "Death to all who would whimper and cry"
And dropping a bar he points to the sky
Saying, "The sun is not yellow chicken"

Mama's in the fact'ry, she ain't got no
in the alley, he's lookin' for the fuse
I'm in the streets with the tombstone