Luyện nghe bài hát Fool’s Gold

In the of the famine
When starvation and death raged across the land
were many driven by their hunger
To set sail for the

In search of a new life and a new
Oh but there some who couldn't cope
And they spent life
In search of fool's

The old
He makes it to the lane highway
His old
Lies in the sand

With hands
He cries, "Are you my way?"
The people passing by don't to understand
The of fool's gold

Broken Joe lying in a gutter
He's as low as any man can be
He calls for wine but only serve him water
The bartender say "We sell sympathy"

He tells a story
About his
How Sunday mornings go down
To the church on the

As time grows
His thoughts grow younger
It is his
To search no longer for gold

The sits on top
Of the big top circus
He's this show before
someone is going to fall

Just near the
Where the beautiful dancing tightrope
Forgets the safety net
Isn't at all

Down he with claws drawn to take her
Razor sharp so is she mauled
Oh my god, is there no one who can save
In steps the fox to applause

Fool's