Luyện nghe bài hát Fools & Friends

Hyman Naugthon sat to write a song,
with the help of expensive words,
he was comin' along.
He wrote his troubles,
and he wrote of death.
He wrote his love affairs,
and then himself.

He his favorite two chords,
he them back and forth.
He sang his verse and banged the strings until his was hoarse,
and them unexpected changes,
that made good sense,
and he proudly viewed coarse fingertips to be as evidence.

(Chorus)
I'm of the gentle,
fools are and mean.
I don't if I'd make a judge,
it's only I've seen.
yeah, sha-sha, hey-yeh!

There's love inside of everyone for or someone else,
and they'll to take you with them,
on side of the fence.
But a friend of mine told me,
if your neighbor's should burn,
want your house to follow,
was I to learn.

Friends all around who my cold condemning stare,
handed down from older men, seem to insane to care.
again I don't understand,
my mind be truly dense.
But I think what they genius,
is common sense.

(Chorus)
I'm of the gentle,
are rude and mean.
I don;t if I'd make a judge,
it's only what seen.
yeah, sha-sha, hey-yeh! (2x)