Luyện nghe bài hát Crazy Mary

Michael Peter Smith - Bird Avenue - ASCAP

In the burning low AND
Dimly enchanted woods
She rocks beside the that never was lit
And as we ran on by
to be frightened
We shout and laugh at Crazy Mary

Crazy Mary LONDONDERRY
next door to the cemetery
How many lovers have you
We would shout, running
ACROSS the green and golden
That LED us home, away from Mary

She would answer us
JUST through the window softly
and wild-haired but we were sure
That in the dark of
She cursed us soundly, spells
And such to us into donkeys

So THEY THE SUMMNER YEARS
ONE MORE FLEETING THAN THE LAST ONE
RUSHING DOWN THE AND GOLDEN PATHS
AND SOON THE WERE NOT ENCHANTED ANYMORE
FOR WE WE HAD GROWN AND FORGOTTEN CRAZY MARY

SO IT COMES that now
We stand upon this windswept
The STONE before us
Testifies that Crazy Mary ROCKS AND SMILES and
HeR dreams
But not where kids can follow after

And on the stone, these words, friend
write me down as one who loved
The and laughing lads
That that they would marry me
BUT soon sons came running by
And I lie, forgotten, Crazy Mary.

IN THE LAMPLIGHT BURNING LOW AND
THRU WOODS WE THINK
ABOUT THE SINS THAT WE COMMIT
THE GREEN AND GODEN PATHS OF UP
WE LIGHT THE AND SAY A PRAYER FOR CRAZY MARY