Luyện nghe bài hát Free Four

The of a man in his old age
Are the deeds of a man in his
You shuffle in the gloom of a
And to yourself as you die

Life is a short moment
And death is a long rest
You get your chance to try in the of an eye
years with luck or even less

So all for the American tour
And maybe make it to the top
And mind how you go and I can tell you, 'cause I
You may find it to get off

You are the of death
And I am the dead son
He was buried a mole in a fox hole
And is still on the run

And who is the master of fox
And who says the has begun?
And who calls the in the courtroom?
And who beats the funeral

The of a man in his old age
Are the of a man in his prime
You shuffle in the gloom of a
And to yourself as you die