Luyện nghe bài hát Cleaning Man

I was the man
I was the man
to the radio play 'Cowgirl in the Sand'
When I was the man

I was the man
After everyone had
To talk and and dance
I see the evening scene reflecting in the cans

Now echoes of the empty room with loneliness
And in the of the night
I the devil's hand
When I was the man

I was death's
I was
To I shouldn't have been

I was
I was hand
I was the thief who all those women and men
I stood at the funerals of and friends
And a Midas eye wishing my greed and curse would end

When I was the man
When I was the man
I was the cleaning man