Luyện nghe bài hát Field Commander Cohen

Field Commander
He was our important spy
in the line of duty
Parachuting acid into cocktail parties
Fidel Castro to abandon fields and castles

Leave it all and a man
Come to nothing special
as waiting rooms and ticket lines
Silver bullet suicides and messianic tides
And racial coaster rides
And other forms of boredom, advertised as

I know you your sleep now
I your life's been hard
But many men are
Where you to stand guard

I never but I heard
You your lot along with the poor
But then I overheard prayer
That you be this and more

Than just some faithful woman's
singing millionaire
The Saint of Envy and the grocer of despair
Working for the Yankee

I know you your sleep now
I know your life's been
But many men are
Where you promised to stand

Ah, come and lie with me
If my is who you are
And be your self awhile
I ask for more, my child

Then let the other selves be one,
Let them manifest and
'Til taste is on the tongue
love is pierced and love is hung
And every of freedom done

Then, oh, my love, oh, my
Oh, my love, oh, my
Oh, my love, oh, my