Luyện nghe bài hát Valley Of The Low Sun

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

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

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

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

It's boom, boom thunder, no sleep coming
Out mining a slippery
Of snow beaches, junkyards of diesel
And named after girls

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

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

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

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

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

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