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 the engine number nine, those bound for the Jordan our Texas state line.
at the shelter for the saints, you'll find rest for the weary and the faint.
Dry amidst the deluge our city of refuge.
From to London to Paris to Rhome, the stars are gonna shine, from here to Palestine.
the angels take flight deep from the heart of the dark Texas night.

So begins the Exodus to the land of the day.
With blood bought ticket in your hand, out a 'trail of tears' along the way.
Traveling ever under (a) crippled, angry, new America.
Traveling ever under (a) crippled, angry, new America.
On that railroad underground, those bound Texas till that great whistle sounds.
And i the train does the tracks, don't think for a second you're getting your money back.
No exchanges, no refunds. Onward on till 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 be without a fight.

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

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