Luyện nghe bài hát Wounded, Old And Treacherous

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

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

Now let me draw the 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

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

In the crisp of evening on ground
Ghosts of fathers pushing round
Big cats inside your head
They left for China, better left for

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

A on the quiet side, late in the day
mean to get in anybodys way
The seem willing, sun's in the sky
Old crows cawing as the crows fly

There was a time when was the law
There was a time for the tooth and the
Last rites given, no barred
Heaven express on my card

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