Luyện nghe bài hát Wedding

Crooked on battered boots
down ragged miles
I'm home
I'm like a

In all her
And all her
I her talk
Through vicious

Sing god is
hanging on my sleeve
And I can't
And all of that will never

A hollow moon hung like a
Stars like sparks
On dirty seas and never
And all of and all of these

I hear her
Fall at her
And and all His crows can't keep it neat
So what of me and all that I don't be

A bitter taste, a bitter
nothing's ever true
And ever will of me
Or make a of what I see

On broken in ragged clothes
Eyes that never
Stare at me
And never see and holler names and me

What's now you can't erase
And pages from my
Get in my way for one of why
I make a stand or a side