Luyện nghe bài hát Twistin'

Years ago on an day
A crowd from miles around
Over a thousand, I one say
All around me on the square in
Ladies dressed up in their
Kids ran and played
They all come to see me I
Me and the and a man in chains
The Reverend Sam a prayer
To the women, the men, the and girls
"We are graveyard sons and
Passing an unfriendly world"
A few last words and he goes
bared in an awful grin
A cheer rises up the crowd
As I him, twistin in the wind
Men held up babies to see
jotted down a tale
Hawkers brought out
And the ladies headed for the hangin' day
From time to time these would come
And all but one would walk
I'd as the rope snapped tight
But I got to hanging day
Now they don't gather no more
Though I'm tall and stouter
Now they do it all closed doors
They say it's a way to kill
The Reverend Sam a prayer
To the women, the men, the and girls
"We are graveyard sons and
through an unfriendly world"
A few last words and he goes
bared in an awful grin
A rises up from the crowd
As I hold him, in the wind
One more poor boy and gone
in the wind