Luyện nghe bài hát Fool’s Gold

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

In search of a new life and a new
Oh but there were some who cope
And they their life
In search of gold

The old
He makes it to the four lane
His old
dead in the sand

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

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

He a strange story
his father
How Sunday they'd go down
To the church on the

As time older
His thoughts they younger
It is his
To search no for fool's gold

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

Just near the
Where the beautiful dancing ballerine
that the safety net
Isn't at all

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

gold