Luyện nghe bài hát Wounded, Old And Treacherous

A walk on the side late in the day
mean to get in anybodys way
The Gods willing, sun's in the sky
Old crows as the straight crows fly

was a time when love was the law
There was a time for the tooth and the
rites given, no holds barred
Heaven express on my credit

Now let me the jungle line
I won't cross if you don't cross mine
Won't make trouble, I don't no fuss
But I'm wounded, old and I'm

me to draw the jungle line
You cross it once, you cross some of mine
They won't trouble, they don't need no fuss
But they're wounded, old and they're

In the crisp of on sacred ground
Ghosts of fathers moonbeams round
Big prowling inside your head
They left for China, left for dead

Let me draw the line
I cross yours if you don't cross mine
I won't trouble, I don't need no fuss
But I'm wounded, old and I'm

A walk on the quiet side, in the day
Don't mean to get in way
The seem willing, sun's in the sky
Old crows cawing as the straight fly

There was a when love was the law
was a time for the tooth and the claw
Last given, no holds barred
express on my credit card

Living mountains gonna shake that
Big mother you from underground
She don't want trouble, she need no fuss
But she's wounded, old and treacherous