Luyện nghe bài hát Shackled and Down

Gray morning spits through the shade
Another day older, closer to the
to the grave and come the dawn
I up this morning shackled and drawn

Shackled and drawn, and drawn
Pick up the son, carry it on
We're trudging through the dark in a world gone
I woke up this morning shackled and

I always the feel of sweat on my shirt
Stand son and let a man work
Let a man work, is that so
I up this morning shackled and drawn

Shackled and drawn, and drawn
Pick up the rock son, it on
What's a poor boy to do but keep his song
I up this morning shackled and drawn

Freedom son's a shirt
The sun on my face and my in the dirt
A shovel in the dirt keeps the gone
I woke up this morning and drawn

Shackled and drawn, shackled and
Pick up the rock son, it on
a poor boy to do but keep singing his song
I woke up this shackled and drawn

Gambling man rolls the dice, workingman pays the
It's still fat and up on banker's hill
Up on banker's hill, the party's strong
Down here below we're shackled and

Shackled and drawn, shackled and
Pick up the son, carry it on
trudging through the dark in a world gone wrong
I woke up this morning and drawn

Shackled and drawn, shackled and
Pick up the son, carry it on
What's a boy to do but keep singing his song
I woke up this shackled and drawn