Luyện nghe bài hát Valley Of The Low Sun

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

Oh, in the day we with fatigue
greater than any offer was
We bow down and worship bandits and cowboys
Unable to hold own guns

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

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

boom, boom thunder, ain't no sleep coming
Out a slippery world
Of snow covered beaches, junkyards of
And bombers after girls

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

I'll hold on for the slow turning, if you've got 'em boys
This is bottom hiding out, down under the
Tomorrow has come like it's on the blood
Of the men who have dared to be

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

My are humble and lean as arrows
And streetwise, and fair
As we bum rush the ages tied to the
On high not fit to be sailed

Whatever we've taken feel like heaven
But baby, we just look hell
Now act like you mean it where was
In the of the low, low sun

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