Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Hands from New York

I came through Albany to New York
To what I'd been missin'
I looked the river to the city
Where the all stood glistenin'
I listenin'

a tunnel I did rise, like a grave inside
But I was young and
When I 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 of white, a face of brown
Ah a smile and there a look of danger
For a

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

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

I came down to live in New York
The city of the
There were at my feet but most of men
Were taking, we giving
Or

Children ran and children played and grew in alleyways
I saw
There were men who lived in style and who had died
Where no one them
Beause they win

There were parks old men slept and dingy rooms
Where babies unwanted
I began to ask myself if there were hope
Or if it mattered they did
Or if lived

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

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

I came down through Albany to New
To find I'd been missin'
I looked the river to the city
Where the windows all glistenin'
I listenin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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