Luyện nghe bài hát God Loves A Drunk

Will there be any up there in Heaven?
Will the pubs close, will the glass never drain
No D.T.'s and no shakes and no horrors
The very next morning you feel as rain

God loves a drunk, the lowest of men

Like the dogs in the and the pigs in the pen
But a drunk's only to get free of his body
And soar like an eagle high up in heaven
His shouts and his curses they are just hymns and
To his mind now and then

O God loves a drunk, come up your glasses, Amen

Does God really for your life in the suburbs?
A dull life full of dull little things
up the babies to be just like Daddy
And maybe you'll be when He gives out the wings

But God a drunk, although he's a fool
How he in his pants and he falls off his stool
And he can't hear the and whispers go by him
As he in the doorway and he sings Sally Racket
He can't feel the cold rain down on his body
And soak through his to the skin

O God loves a drunk, come raise up glasses, Amen

Will be any pen-pushers up there in Heaven?
clerking and wage-slaving win you God's love
I pity you worms with your and pensions
If you think that'll get you to the above

But God a drunk, although he's a clown
You can't help but laugh as he and falls down
But he give a cuss for what people think of him
He screams at his demons alone in the
He's staying alive for just one pint bottle
Won't you throw him a few pennies,

God a drunk, for ever and ever, Amen