Luyện nghe bài hát Devil, Devil

town, she is a temptress.
A siren gold eyes, she'll cut you with her kindness,
She will you with her lies.
She's been a glistening meadow.
She's good at score.
If you make it she's your savior, if you don't a whore.
The roads to and her heart are littered with creative souls.
They gave all of their all and all got in return is empty holes.
Sure all heard about Shell, and Chris, Willy, and the Bobby Bares.
She'd smiled on the Johnny's, the Merles and the music-row billionaires.
Like a she goes seeking seed, her loins so fertile.
To a free man she's a prison, to a one she's a fire.

She's the there's a Sunday morning coming down.
I saw the light, A Boy Sue, He stopped loving her today.
The pill and avenue.
The Ryman, oh she's a diamond the eyed mickey
She was Roy castle and Elvis Presley's broken dream
It's not all bad not all dark it's not all gloom and crass,
But to mine gold in this silver it does take balls of brass.
For she's 'em come and seen 'em go,
And came a time or two. no matter
How satisfied her sounds she always wants someone new.
The next him or her or or all... With stamina to last the night. To be a star in this lady's town...
You can or you can fight.

You see, it all comes to money.
Not romantic art of days gone past, if you that rule,
You can bet backside she will bury it in your ass.
A tramp, a slut, a bitch, a mutt, a pawn shop guitars.
A nasty little needle to a that feeds a singers heart.
She lurks in friendly shadows; but she's a with a limp.
The agents are her and the labels are her pimp.
tell you a well-known secret of a place known far and wide,
The devil walks among us and Nashville is his bride.

All the he has caused, and done.
His greatest trick is to every dreamer,
The don't exist... but me, I shook his hand.
And I that he is real.
So devil, you can go yourself, and then go straight the hell.