Luyện nghe bài hát Fool's Gold

In the year of the famine when
And black death raged across the
There were many driven by their
To set sail for the

In search of a new and a new hope
Oh but there were some that cope
And they spent life in search of
Fools

The old he makes it to the four lane highway
His old compadre, he dead 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
gone as low as any man can be
He calls for wine but they'll serve him water
The bartender say, We don't sell

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

Fools
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Fools
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Fools
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Fools
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The sits on top of the big top circus arena
He's seen this show before knows someone is going to
Just near the part where the beautiful dancing tightrope
Forgets that the safety net there at all

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

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Fools
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