Luyện nghe bài hát Fool's Gold

In the of the famine when starvation
And black death across the land
There were many driven by hunger
To set for the Americas

In search of a new and a new hope
Oh but there some that couldn't cope
And they their life in search of
gold

The old prospector he makes it to the lane highway
His old compadre, he lays in the sand
outstretched hands he cries, Are you going my way?
The people by didn't seem to understand

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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 don't sell

He tells a strange story his father
How Sunday mornings they'd go to the church on the corner
As grows older his thoughts they grow younger
It is his wish to search no

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The sits on top of the big top circus arena
He's seen this show before someone is going to fall
Just near the part where the beautiful tightrope ballerina
Forgets the safety net isn't there at all

Down he swoops with claws 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

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