Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Hands from New York

I down through Albany to New York
To find what I'd been
I looked across the to the city
Where the windows all glistenin'
I listenin'

a tunnel I did rise, like a grave inside
But I was young and
I came out the other end
Ah through the smoke, the winter light was

I was optimistic though, a cabbie told me to go
I him
A face of white, a face of
Ah here a smile and there a of danger
For a

It was too for me
I found no one who me
There was no man could me
A hand from New York

Cold from New York
A voice within you cries, "Won't please help me
I'll do the for you one day
If you should pass my way and need me"

I down to live alone in New York
The city of the
were fortunes at my feet but most of men
Were taking, none we
Or

Children ran and children and roses grew in alleyways
I saw
There were men who lived in and others who had died
no one knew them
Beause they win

There parks where old men slept and dingy rooms
Where babies crept
Till I began to ask myself if there were
Or if it mattered what did
Or if lived

It was too for me
I found no one who me
was no man could offer me
A hand from New York

Cold hands from New
A voice within you cries, "Won't please help me
do the same for you one day
If you should pass my way and need me"

I came through Albany to New York
To find what I'd been
I looked across the river to the
the windows all stood glistenin'
I stood

And were prophets in the squares
And there who smiled and said, "Forget it"
There were lovers in the
And was danger in the dark, I felt it
So of it

And were preachers of the Word and poets
Who never heard, I heard them
were those who would not try to learn
The measure of the lie livin'

I heard a young musician play in a
they paid you not to listen
I a woman scream for help while men stood by
And their best wishes
how it is

It was too for me
I no one who trusted me
There was no man could me
A cold hand New York

Cold hands from New
A within you cries, "Won't someone please help me
I'll do the for you one day
If you should pass my way and need me"

hands from New York
A voice within you cries, "Won't someone help me
do the same for you one day
If you should pass my way and need me"

hands from New York
A voice within you cries, "Won't someone help me
do the same for you one day
If you should ever pass my way and me"