Luyện nghe bài hát Gunsmith's Waltz

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

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

Inspector your case worth a listen
Oh it looked a little suspicious

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

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

You might leave on a 12 to journey
his ass
But you might do with a good attorney
his ass

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