Luyện nghe bài hát Call Your Boys

Call boys, now that the table's set and shining
No one's any of them in many days
your boys, they shot a buzzard off the Chrysler
And you taste all that you swallowed before grace

And forgive even the time they burned the henhouse
And ran you, ran to the hills with burning hands
Setting sun, framed in the right behind you
Several chores, some lessons left to tell

Setting sun, wolves in the hills and now you
Said your boys, each with his shining
burry you under the wood beside the carport
Burry you, some neon stop the way

Radio on the fencepost by the pasture
Long ago Liza and you dance all day
Now you lay buried, the stern and father
And sacred earth, under a in the rain

But one last toast, here's to the brave who before us
Who died in vain, in a movie for a dream