Luyện nghe bài hát While The World Goes Down The Drain

Some grow up on mean streets
Dealing with the crypts and
But me, I was born on a back
In a 4x4 rollin' the mud

The street kid deals the dealer
And he's always his back
Me, I'm a a line with the woman of mine
by the creek bank shack

Give me a .308 and a
And a gallon of homemade
Drop me off on a mountain
the bear and the deer reside

I'll spend my nights sittin' 'round the
this guitar ring
I'll be doin' fine underneath the
the world goes down the drain

Just to dwell on life in the
Is makin' my blood run
'Cause and miles of concrete
Eats away at the soul

But when you and you die in the country
There's little that your could mourn
With your in the dirt
And a work you can weather out any storm

Give me a .308 and a
And a of homemade wine
Drop me off on a mountain
Where the bear and the deer

I spend my nights sittin' 'round the
this guitar ring
I'll be fine underneath the pines
While the world goes the drain

Give me a .308 and a
And a gallon of homemade
me off on a mountain side
Where the and the deer reside

I spend my sittin' 'round the fire
Makin' this guitar
be doin' fine underneath the pines
While the goes down the drain

I'll be doin' fine underneath the
While the world goes down the
C'mon!