Luyện nghe bài hát Randall Knife

My father had a knife
My mother it to him
he went off to World War II
To save us all ruin

Now if you've ever held a knife
You my father well
And if a better blade was ever
It was forged in hell

My father was a man
He was a lawyer by his
And only did I ever see
Him the blade

Well, it cut his thumb off
When he it for a tool
Now the knife was for darker things
And you could not bend the

Well, he let me it camping once
On a Boy jamboree
And I broke a half an off
Trying to it in a tree

Well, I hid it from him for a
But the knife and he one
And he put it in his drawer
Without a word one

There it slept and it stayed
For twenty some odd
of like Excalibur
Except waiting for a

My father when I was forty
And I find a way to cry
Not I didn't love him
Not because he try

Well, I'd cried for every thing
Whiskey, and beauty
But he a better tear
And I was not ready

So we his ashes out to sea
And `em off the stern
And threw the roses in the wake
Of everything learned

And we got back to the house
Well, they me what I wanted
Not the law books, not the
Oh, I need the he's haunted

Oh, my hand for the Randall knife
in the bottom drawer
And I found a for my father's life
And all that it for