Luyện nghe bài hát Gunsmith's Waltz

If your man done got you
his ass
If your man's been running
his ass
If your man drives you crazy
If dumb or mean or lazy
Tell the judge it all hazy,
his ass

Come to my gun on the edge of town
his ass
Choose your and lay your money down
his ass
Take the gun to your street
him grovel at your feet
Kiss his cheek and smile sweet and then
his ass

Inspector thought your case a listen
Oh it a little yeah suspicious

Make it like an accident and
his ass.
Mama, let me know if his for rent,
his ass
Go to your jewelry drawer
Put six shells in .44,
Yeah, there's gonna be blood on no-wax floor, mama,
his ass

And he'll sing "no no no no, don't me baby"
"no no no no kill me baby"
"no no no no no no no no, kill me baby"

You might on a 12 to life journey
his ass
But you might do better with a good
his ass

Take that oath on a 12 mile
Tell the judge you were cleaning your gun
And you'd do that to your only one
his ass
Yeah, his ass
Yeah, his ass