Luyện nghe bài hát Cleaning Man

I was the man
I was the man
Listened to the radio play 'Cowgirl in the
I was the cleaning man

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

Now echoes of the empty room return loneliness
And in the darkness of the
I take the hand
When I was the man

I was hand
I was
To somebody I shouldn't been

I was
I was death's
I was the thief who stole all those and men
I stood at the funerals of and friends
And like a Midas eye wishing my greed and would end

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