Luyện nghe bài hát White Crosses

Well I packed all of my things into blanket
To call this year to earn coyotes
Kiss my wife and kids choke back the quiver in my breath
And took my first into this corridor of death

If I'm lucky I will make it to a
With 500 of my brothers, I would share the
Of standing in this praying for rain
It's the only the way we will our thirst

In these gardens of white
in the California sand
In these gardens of crosses
We are the children of poverty to a make a stand

If we make it the border, we will scatter
Vanish just like smoke in wind
I will run until my will not matter
Hopin' I can find some work or possibly a

There are others who have it here
They will show me how to find a job and a place to lay my
And I cannot be concerned dreams of my children
For there are 5 others in for my bed

In these gardens of white
Growing in the sand
In these of white crosses
We are the children of trying to a make a stand

I will gladly pick your peaches or clean your rooms
I will do the jobs American do
With phones to their heads and $700 dollar shoes
I will risk my life 'cause it's all I have to

Let the devil in the mountains me a ride
Found an 18 wheeler and put all of us
And outside of victory, 19 of us died
of our bodies hit the floor

And so my wife she still wonders I'm coming home
The riches that I her for leaving her alone
I said I would send her all that I could
But I ended up in California in an grave

In these gardens of white growing in the California sand
In these gardens of white we are the children of poverty trying to a make a stand