Luyện nghe bài hát Trial By Fire

Check, check,
go Klever
This is Bones Owens to my right, here
To my left DJ
My name is
This is By Fire

Uh
in 1979 it was a cold day in December
Mamma peeled the off the wall , screamin'
on the way
They rushed her to the hospital in that old truck
Running 90 miles an hour them back roads
past the sheriff, hid in the woods,
Smoke bellowing off the
hot, must have been a sign
They her to the emergency room
Barely it to the bed
A few minutes later I was screaming for my breath
A little devil the said
He's got look in his eye, ya know?
Reminds me of
Yeah this ones be trouble I can tell it
And then the went
Then mamma said doctor something's ,I can smell it

And it was trial by
I'm just a plane singing to burn it down
You watch your step
When I come

right, uh
You could hear lightning for miles
And oak trees the ground
The wind tore holes on that old Dixie flag on the capitol
Change is coming, my grand mamma said
Quietly clutching her bible, sitting in a rocking ,smoking a cigarette
And the wood creaked beneath the porch and the old dog moaned and
As the sirens by
And Mr. Williams brought a mean batch of that to the wake
You know one comes and one as they say
And they laid a on the grave
on December 29th for robbing a bank
And killed by the police, see you in the next old friend
Little did he know, his old was back again
As the son of Diane

And it was by fire
I'm just a plane singing to burn it down
You better your step
When I come

You know how the story
See me, I'm a curious
A stray bullet to a chatter and whisper at night and the head of a following storm, a rebel at heart ,a devilish grin
A leader of men, a at ten
I was in to spiritual sin
in the saddle again
12s in the of the trunk, making it rattle again
Giving them nothing but
Living, the baby, the got powers, the baby is haunted
a church, I'm a confession
Professional, annointed
from the wrong side of the tracks
Bring me the ? outta the
these gutter dogs raised
With these alley way
Seen what these can't see
My poetry is a reflection of ? up from the
And that fucking tree, but I brought a chainsaw
I come to build a up out of it, chopping
Limbs off this culture, and putting soliders up of it
Limbs, brick, mortar, board up the
For the tornado, I'm a fatal blow to honorable foes
Bag up the hot

And it was by fire
I'm just under a plane singing to burn it
You watch your step
When I come