Luyện nghe bài hát Chords of Fame

I found him by the stage night
He was breathing his last
A of gin and a cigarette
Was all he had left

I can see you make the
you carry a guitar
But God, the troubadour
Who tries to be a

So the chords of love, my friend
the chords of pain
If you want to keep song
Don't, don't, don't, don't play the chords of

I've my share of hustlers
As they try to take the
When they find melody
surrounded by the girls

But it all so quickly
Like a summer day
Reporters ask you
write down what you say

So the chords of love, my friend
the chords of pain
If you to keep your song
Don't, don't, don't, play the chords of fame

So play the chords of love, my
Play the of pain
If you want to keep your
Don't, don't, don't, don't play the of fame

They will rob you of your
will put you up for sale
More that you will find
The that you will fail

been around, I've had my share
And I really complain
But I wonder who I behind
The side of fame

So the chords of love, my friend
Play the chords of
If you to keep your song
Don't, don't, don't, don't play the of fame