Luyện nghe bài hát Field Commander Cohen

Field Commander Cohen, he was our most spy.
in the line of duty,
parachuting acid diplomatic cocktail parties,
urging Fidel Castro to fields and castles.
it all and like a man,
come back to special,
as waiting rooms and ticket lines,
silver suicides,
and ocean tides,
and racial roller-coaster
and other forms of boredom as poetry.

I know you need sleep now,
I know life's been hard.
But men are falling,
you promised to stand guard.

I asked but I heard you cast your lot along with the poor.
But then I overheard prayer,
you be this and nothing more
than just some grateful faithful woman's favourite millionaire,
the patron Saint of and the grocer of despair,
working for the Dollar.

I know you need your now ...

Ah, lover come and lie with me, if my is who you are,
and be your sweetest self awhile I ask for more, my child.
Then let the other be wrong, yeah, let them manifest and come
till every is on the tongue,
till love is and love is hung,
and kind of freedom done, then oh,
oh my love, oh my love, oh my love,