Luyện nghe bài hát Balmville Motel

I remember you in the Balmville Motel.
Neglecting me was you did well.
Gave to my friends charms without end.
And to me you gave but hell.

And those the reasons and that was
Newburgh, I was thin I was I was flesh.
And you were a whose flesh did not cease,
for tyrants to slaves to say please.

And those you have saved lie still in graves
with stories and true.
Those you have hurt, well they found their
in they did not choose.
Cruelty of taste, was it my
of sin, was it my skin?

I remember you well in the Motel
like the future you not foresee.
Me unemployed in and in void,
and you gave birth to someone me.

I took the guitar that father once wore
and I laid my songs at your feet.
And did I win, your heart without skin?
Is something you'd feed to boys who say please?

And those you have saved lie still in graves
with dirty and true.
Those that you hurt well they their worth
in stories did not choose.
Cruelty of taste, was it my
of sin, was my body too thin?

I've focusing well on the things I must sell.
After ten you learn to be fierce.
Like an old tree you might never see
me. And after thirty or more be no more.