Luyện nghe bài hát Saint John

Supper in the hole
time in the hole
I my family, shame my home
time

Old John on death row
He's just for a pardon
Old Saint on death row
He's just for a pardon

Old Saint John on row
He's just for a pardon
Old Saint on death row
just waiting

All the boys in the stay pressed slacks
They're home for the from college
Staying out late, getting at the bar
And looking for uptown

They come up my block, 5 or 6 of them
Smashing bottles in the gutter
Yelling all kinds of
About and God and law

Another supper in the hole
Supper
I shame my family, shame my
Supper

A young girl turned the corner with a clerk on
girl was my sister
Just got off the night shift at Pennington's
Just wanna go and get some sleep

grabbed her by the waist with the caffeine eyes
The all [Incomprehensible]
I picked up a from my papa's front yard
And it at the tallest boy's face

Well, blood was streaming like a that sprung
I believe what I had just done
Well, the boy ran and this one stayed
On the ground and he would never again

Old John on death row
just waiting for a pardon
Old John on death row
He's just waiting for a

All us on death row
We're waiting for a pardon
All us on death row

truly on trial, I testify
I gotta keep on 'til the well runs dry
Yours on trial, I testify
I gotta keep on running 'til the runs

Yours on trial, I testify
I gotta keep on running the well runs dry
Yours on trial, I testify
I keep on running 'til the well runs dry