Luyện nghe bài hát With Crippled Wings

Yeah the storms will come, (as) sure as the sun sets in the sky it shall be done.
From that city one the hill, gonna wait out till the winds do still.
At the pay for view, for the few, yeah the storms are gonna come, sure as that setting sun.
All aboard the engine number nine, those bound for the our Texas state line.
Here at the for the saints, you'll find rest for the weary and the faint.
Dry amidst the deluge inside our of refuge.
From Athens to to Paris to Rhome, the stars are gonna shine, from here to Palestine.
When the angels take deep from the heart of the dark Texas night.

So begins the to the land of the unclouded day.
With blood bought in your hand, carving out a 'trail of tears' along the way.
Traveling homeward under (a) crippled, angry, new America.
ever homeward under (a) crippled, angry, new America.
On that railroad underground, those toward Texas till that great whistle sounds.
And i the train the tracks, don't think for a second that you're getting your money back.
No exchanges, no refunds. Onward on foot till you see the rise of the son.
(New America, new America, our song.)

And if you make it over the Jordan, you still to make it through the night.
And if you reach the Holy City, it be without a fight.

And at that final resting
We shall under the shadow of the Almighty's saving grace
And hte bough does break
Under the Bible we're safe
there'll be no hitting allowed
From a single cloud
From Athens to London to Paris to

The stars are gonna
here to Palestine
When the angels flight
Deep from the heart of the dark night.
crippled wings