Luyện nghe bài hát Wolves At The Door

I met an old
Whose past was shady
down in New Orleans
No one of
Just French Quarter dame
Her was just a bit obscene
Oh

Tellin' me
Of her fast faded
She left no stone
the one
About the Father's Son
And child, she
That bridge burned
But I know a Heaven
Lord I live in this Hell

She led me to the killing floor
To hear the wolves scratchin' at my

I that you're guessin'
That somethin's been
So preacher and and save my soul
My has been fed
Sleepin' in the bed
And sorrow's made my heart cold
My momma was a
My was a drunkie
He left us all I was five
By sixteen
My dear Jean
Was tricks to stay alive

So you can call me a
But it runs in the
Lord help me
I you said that you'd pray for me
But do you for me?

It's all in your mind she
It's the same old feeling
You that a prayer could raise the dead
And I believe it
All of the lines I chose
I won't use them any
will it ever end?
The at the door again

Take it or it
The truth, the life, the way
You'd believe it
The truth, the life, the way
it or leave it
The truth, the life, the way
You'd believe it
Lord, save this poor gone soul

It's ten years
And ten million
to keep the spirit clean
As as I live
I'll never
The lady in New Orleans
She led me down on the killing
And I swear I couldn't take any
I heard her say

It's all in mind my friend
Don't put your faith in a
You said that a prayer raise the dead
And Lord I it
All of the lines I chose
I won't use any more
When will this ever end?
The wolf's at the again

Feel the
the sunshine
Feel,
Feel the
the sunshine

Feel the
the sunshine