Luyện nghe bài hát Tombstone Blues

The sweet things are in bed now of course
The city fathers they're to endorse
The reincarnation of Paul horse
But the town has no to be nervous

The ghost of Belle Starr, she down her wits
To Jezebel the nun who violently
A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who
At the head of the chamber of

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

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

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

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

Well, John the Baptist after torturing a
up to his hero 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 a bar bell he points to the sky
Saying, "The sun is not yellow chicken"

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