Luyện nghe bài hát Constellation Blues

You can tell a few about the soul of a town
From the of the men gone in the ground
and buried by war that is carried out
By now
Was born and married too young staring
The nose of the down
milk to whiskey to the courthouse sitting
With her in her wedding gown

My birthday's in two months and I'll be one
I am the second oldest to an son
Third to carry a gun
I've got brown eyes like my mother
First I saw was in a soldier's hair
Drying to his forehead in the air
I knew his name once but his I don't dare
Recall in the I go back there

Off the record do you see my
On my and in my ears
As the silos
And all our journeys have led us right back

something in the water we've been passing around
We've eaten the there is no doubt
our father before us in his paper crown
Kings of nowhere that was found
The that used to be guarding our beds
Have all off and left us instead
Too out and much too sick to defend
in the bathwater all lit up again

It's not a rumor more than true
There's nothing I do
Be with only you
Share a little of these blues

it comes to death let it be slow
May I be hunted in the hills I
Let God be certain I was to go
But keep that from my children though