Luyện nghe bài hát Bullets

He's collecting since the age of nine
Every shiny that he could find
Built himself a house with the wooden
Put the shiny bullets in a chest of

Well his wife's long gone and the have grown
And trees they fall on their own
Memories fade like an old
But the bullets still shine like in the snow

one day took himself into town
The men with a truck they came around
They took the television and the gun the war
And almost every bullet from the chest of

Well he came back home and found the in a mess
Run into the and the old brown chest
Well he didn't care for the VCR
But he cried for the space the bullets were

Well the men took the truck down town
And they all the silver they had found
But couldn't sell the bullets 'cause they weren't live rounds
So they dug a big hole put the bullets in the

Well he doesn't leave the house much
'Cause the men are gonna like they did before
And he'll onto the three or four
Bullets that they in the chest of drawers
Well the bullets that left in the chest of drawers