Luyện nghe bài hát Valley Of The Low Sun

We'd feel much if we sunk this treasure
And we laid our armor
Now these metals, these captain's letters
Are no use to us now

Oh, in the day we struggle with
Much than any offer was
We bow down and worship these and cowboys
Unable to hold own guns

Now, I that soldiers are not paid to think
But something is us sick
Onward and steady, and the young
In the of the low, low sun

Oh, in the shade we wander along a highway's
Out into the back of
Burning the into a pastime
That's too wise to come than once

It's boom, boom thunder, ain't no coming
Out mining a world
Of snow covered beaches, of diesel
And bombers named girls

On of black ice not built for the rush
There's a new of beast getting up
Stranger fiction, speaking in tongue
In the of the low, low sun

hold on for the slow turning, smoke if you've got 'em boys
This is hiding out, down under the stairs
Tomorrow has come like drunk on the blood
Of the men who dared to be there

The earth's climbing as it keeps on grinding
It's way up the sun
As cool water crashes down to the
and bottled like rum

My dreams are humble and lean as
And streetwise, ready and
As we bum the ages tied to the rails
On high not fit to be sailed

Whatever taken does feel like heaven
But baby, we just look like
Now act like you it where paradise was
In the of the low, low sun

Act you mean it where paradise was
In the of low, low sun