Luyện nghe bài hát Field Commander Cohen

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

it all and like a man
Come back to special
Such as waiting and ticket lines
bullet suicides and messianic ocean tides
And roller coaster rides
And other of boredom, advertised as poetry

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

I asked but I heard
You cast your lot with the poor
But I overheard your prayer
That you be this and nothing

Than just some grateful woman's
Favorite millionaire
The patron Saint of Envy and the of despair
Working for the Yankee

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

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

Then let the selves be one, yeah
Let manifest and come
'Til taste is on the tongue
'Til love is pierced and is hung
And kind of freedom done

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