Luyện nghe bài hát Lawrence Jones

Well the is as thick as silence
You can't cut it a knife
A man lies in the
Draining out his
The are on the back road
And in the dark the headlights
there's one man dead
On that County line

Oh anger, like
Is eating at your
Your thoughts are as loud as
Your face as as coal
Bitterness, like buckshot explodes your mind
And one man dead
On that County line

Oh a life is fragile
It shatter just like ice
But those who the struggle
always pay the price
There's upon the contact
Like in wine
And one man dead
On that Harlan County

From the bridge at Highsplint
To the Brookside track
You can feel the streak building
can never be turned back
The dead go forward us
Not one is left
there's one man dead
On Harlan County line

Where the is as cold as iron
You can it in your bones
It settles like a shroud on the of Lawrence Jones
The graveyard shift is walking from the bathhouse into the
And there's one man
On that Harlan County
One man
On that County line
One miner
On Harlan County line