Luyện nghe bài hát Eyesight To The Blind

Well, well, well,

You were talkin' 'bout woman
I wish to God that you see mine
You were talkin' 'bout woman
I wish to God, man you sure could see

Every time my little started loving
She bring eyesight to the

Lord, her daddy must have a millionaire
I can tell by the way she walks
Her must have been a millionaire
'Cause I can by the way she walks

Every she started loving
The and dumb begin to talk
Yeah, you know they say

I one Friday morning
We was lying across your bed
Man in the was dying
were sad and I stroked his head
And I said, "Lord, she pretty?"
And the whole state knows fine

And every, every, time she started loving
She bring eyesight to the

What a I got here
on me baby, lean on me

Yes, I she pretty
And the whole state knows fine
Man, I she pretty
Lord, Lord, Lord, I she's fine

Every, every, every, every time she loving
She eyesight to the blind