Luyện nghe bài hát Wounded, Old And Treacherous

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

Now let me draw the jungle
I won't cross yours if you don't cross
Won't make trouble, I don't need no
But I'm wounded, old and I'm

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

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

Let me draw the line
I won't cross yours if you don't mine
I won't make trouble, I don't need no
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 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
Last rites given, no barred
Heaven express on my card

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