Luyện nghe bài hát Down And Out

On and in alleyways
I see these fools out
At any of the day
Crashed out in a bed of
bottle cradled in their arms.

So me
Who's job is it to tend few people?
Back to self-sufficiency and
I turn my it puts chills in my heart
If I give you some change to clear my
Would I have my part?
There's a man who has a
But never seems to it
'Cause everytime he gets some, someone tries to it.

A second chance at life, no one give him
In an alley wat is where he's
You see him there you walk by laughing and
to yourself it's only his fault, he ain't working.

That be true but it's only half the story so
back while we tell you his story.

He came back from the war a
The only he learned to do was kill and shoot a gun.
That in handy when you're fighting a war
But you came back to society you need much more.
So all he had was terror in his
No job skills so a job he find.
The thing he had was memories
Of his friends killed and crying and dying babies.

So he bottle for an escape
all the mental torment that the war had made.
Now you're calling him a bum 'cause he get none
While you're sitting at home not to get some.

Sharing and caring is he needs now
Some support for his marals, help for his ego.
So he can go to the top every man can
And all he needs is a helping hand.

So me
Who's job is it to tend these few
Back to self-sufficiency and
I turn my head it chills in my heart
If I give you some to clear my mind
Would I have played my

Cold and lonely
and abused
Homeless hungry and

Only on the streets
And down, down and out.