Luyện nghe bài hát Crooked Tree

All for the Honorable Judge Burrell.

court is called to order,
These are serious,
Stand up and the bench,
How do you plead, How do you plead?

"Guilty as charged," the Judge decreed, "stand up and the bench,
I have some words to say to you we recommence.
A of crimes this serious, I swear I have not seen,
In all the years that I served Her Majesty the Queen.

Arson, murder, blackmail, larceny and theft,
Drug dealing, trafficking, I ask the court, what's left?
Are there words of mitigation, I pass the sentence?
Anything you can tell the court to add to your defense?"

I faced the court, long and hard before I gave reply,
"There's that you need to hear, from me before I die.
The circumstances of my birth were something of bliss,
I have this from my mother, it was told to me this...

'The day that I was born, she said, The Good woke from slumber,
Looking 'round his yard, He found He had no lumber,
from some old twisted branch, in shadows left to lurk,
He pulled it out the light and set about his work.'

She told me that the should not expect too much of me,
When the Good Lord carved my crooked soul, out of a tree.
When the Good Lord my crooked soul, out of a crooked tree."

"Stand up and the bench,
heard all you've got to say,
That there look on face says you're guilty,
And now it's judgment day."

"I'm not for forgiveness,
I'm not proud of I've done,
I did the I had to do, like any other mother's son.
of us are perfect, so remember what you see.
When the Good lord carved crooked soul, out of a crooked tree.
When the Good Lord carved this soul, out of a crooked tree."