Luyện nghe bài hát Wheat Kings (Remastered)

Sundown in the of the prairies
Wheat kings all treasures buried
And all you hear are the rusty
around the weathervane Jesus

In his Zippo lighter he the killer's face
it's someone standing in a killer's place
Twenty for nothing, well, that's nothing new
Besides, no interested in something you didn't do

Wheat kings and pretty
Let's just see what the morning

There's a dream he dreams where the high dead and stark
It's a museum and all locked up in it after dark
Where the walls are all yellow, grey and sinister
Hung with pictures of our parents' ministers

kings and pretty things
Wait and see what tomorrow

breaking story on the CBC
A whispers, "We always knew that he'd go free"
add, "You can't be fond of living in the past
'Cause if you are then no way that you're going to last"

Wheat kings and things
just see what tomorrow brings
Wheat kings and things
Oh that's what tomorrow