Luyện nghe bài hát Empty Hands

In the of the smokestacks
Through the snow that lay on the land
Walked one winter morning
With my life's in my hand

Maryanne, fixin' up some breakfast
Got the lights on, on the Christmas
Sittin' there lookin' up at an
With something inside of me

up with great expectations
Heard the promise and I knew the
say people get what they deserve
But Lord, sometimes it's much worse than

Maryanne, she's takin' in some
I got a job at a drive-in stand
Oh Lord, did I do
To deserve these hands

Across the cities, this land
Through the valleys, and across the
Too many people in line
Too many people with planned
There's too many with empty hands

Now Maryanne's been
Lord I love her the best I can
my pride is bruised and broken
She her hand into my empty hands

hope, without love, you've got nothing but pain
Just makes a man not a damn
no way for us to live
We've got to these empty hands

Across the cities, across land
the valleys, and across the sand
Too many people in line
Too many people, got no plans
There's too many people with hands