Luyện nghe bài hát With Crippled Wings

Yeah the storms will surely come, (as) 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 chosen few, yeah the storms are gonna come, sure as setting sun.
All aboard the engine number nine, those bound for the Jordan our state line.
Here at the shelter for the saints, you'll rest for the weary and the faint.
Dry the deluge inside our city of refuge.
From Athens to London to to Rhome, the stars are gonna shine, from here to Palestine.
When the angels flight deep from the heart of the dark Texas night.

So begins the to the land of the unclouded day.
With bought ticket in your hand, carving out a 'trail of tears' along the way.
Traveling ever homeward (a) crippled, angry, new America.
Traveling ever homeward (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 for a second that 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 have to make it the night.
And if you reach the City, it won't be without a fight.

And at that final place
We abide under the shadow of the Almighty's saving grace
And hte bough does break
the Bible Belt we're safe
Where be no hitting allowed
From a single storm
From Athens to London to to Rhome

The are gonna shine
From here to
When the take flight
Deep from the of the dark Texas night.
With crippled