Luyện nghe bài hát Empty Hands

In the shadows of the
the black snow that lay on the land
Walked home one winter
With my life's savings in my

Maryanne, she's fixin' up breakfast
Got the lights on, on the tree
Sittin' there up at an angel
With something dyin' 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 in some laundry
I got a part-time job at a stand
Oh Lord, did I do
To deserve these hands

Across the cities, this land
the valleys, and across the sand
Too many standin' in line
Too many people with nothin'
There's too many people with hands

Now Maryanne's been
Lord knows I her the best I can
When my pride is and broken
She slips her hand my empty hands

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

Across the cities, across this
Through the valleys, and the sand
Too many people standin' in
Too many people, got no plans
too many people with empty hands