Luyện nghe bài hát Valley Of The Low Sun

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

Oh, in the day we struggle fatigue
Much greater any offer was
We bow down and worship these and cowboys
Unable to hold their own

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

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

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

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

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

The earth's still as it keeps on grinding
It's way up the sun
As water crashes down to the masses
Bootlegged and bottled rum

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

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

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