Luyện nghe bài hát With Crippled Wings

Yeah the storms will surely come, (as) sure as the sun sets in the sky it be done.
From that city one the hill, we're gonna wait out the winds do still.
At the pay for view, for the chosen few, yeah the storms are gonna come, sure as that sun.
All aboard the engine nine, those bound for the Jordan our Texas state line.
Here at the shelter for the saints, you'll find for the weary and the faint.
Dry the deluge inside our city of refuge.
Athens to London 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 the Exodus to the land of the unclouded day.
With blood bought ticket in hand, carving out a 'trail of tears' along the way.
ever homeward under (a) crippled, angry, new America.
Traveling homeward under (a) crippled, angry, new America.
On railroad underground, those bound toward Texas till that great whistle sounds.
And i the train does the tracks, don't think for a that you're getting your money back.
No exchanges, no refunds. Onward on foot you see the rise of the Texas 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 won't be a fight.

And at that final place
We shall abide under the shadow of the saving grace
And when hte bough break
Under the Bible we're safe
Where there'll be no hitting
From a storm cloud
From to London to Paris to Rhome

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