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 seem willing, sun's in the sky
Old cawing as the straight crows fly

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

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

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

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

Let me the jungle line
I won't cross yours if you cross mine
I make 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 Gods willing, sun's in the sky
Old crows as the straight crows fly

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

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