Luyện nghe bài hát Valley Of The Low Sun

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

Oh, in the day we with fatigue
Much than any offer was
We bow down and worship these bandits and
to hold their own guns

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

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

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

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

I'll hold on for the slow turning, smoke if got 'em boys
This is bottom hiding out, under the stairs
Tomorrow has come like it's drunk on the
Of the men who dared to be there

The earth's still climbing as it keeps on
way up around the sun
As cool crashes down to the masses
and bottled like rum

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

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

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