Luyện nghe bài hát Afghan/ForKlift

Ringin' on the telephone, it up and say
What's a man to do with all the trouble 'round
Heard it takes a man to sing a worried song
Sing it now, but Lord, let it all go on too long

Somethin' in the air, and movin' like a southbound train
Sun is goin' down, and it like I'll be the same
World keeps spinnin' 'round, people say there's to pay
I knowtoo busy with my life from day to day
But whosoever journeys up against that line
The of an ancient flame burn away in time
I was down in Arkansas, graveyard shift
Movin' crates for with a big forklift
Most were crackers, Coca-Cola, and ceiling fans
Two were Top Secret, headed for Afghanistan
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See shadows on the sun, see a comin'
Nothin' persuade, but all will be allowed
And some seek their god from a heaven in the sky
Defendin' their affliction a holy alibi
Ringin' on the telephone, it up and say
What's a man to do with all the 'round today?
I'm up the president, ask him what he say
No answer, left a message, when he's back from
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Now the drums are poundin', hear them on the horn
Two hands are on the hammer, and the has been torn
about to burst, floods are all around
No more water, Sylvie, 'cause I think I'm gonna drown
Ringin' on the telephone, it up and say
What's a man to do all the trouble 'round today?
Heard it takes a worried man to sing a worried
Sing it now, but Lord, don't make it all go on too
All go on too