Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Hands from New York

I came through Albany to New York
To find what I'd missin'
I looked across the river to the
Where the windows all glistenin'
I listenin'

Into a 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 me where 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 offer me
A hand from New York

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

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

Children ran and children played and grew in alleyways
I saw
There were men who in style and others who had died
Where no one knew
Beause couldn't win

There were parks where old men slept and dingy
Where babies crept
Till I began to ask myself if there were
Or if it what 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 help me
I'll do the for you one day
If you should ever my way and need me"

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

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

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

I heard a young play in a place
they paid you not to listen
I heard a woman scream for while men stood by
And offered best wishes
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 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"

hands 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"

Cold from New York
A voice 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"