Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Hands from New York

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

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

I was optimistic though, a told me where to go
I him
A face of white, a of brown
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 ever pass my way and need me"

I came to live alone 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 roses grew in
I saw
There were men who lived in style and others who had
Where no one them
Beause couldn't win

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

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

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

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

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

And there preachers of the Word and poets
Who were heard, I heard them
There were those who not try to learn
The measure of the lie they're

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

It was too for me
I found no one who me
There was no man offer me
A hand from 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 ever pass my way and need me"

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

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