Luyện nghe bài hát God Loves A Drunk

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

'Cause God loves a drunk, the 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 an eagle high up there in heaven
His and his curses they are just hymns and praises
To kick-start his mind now and

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

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

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

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

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

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

God loves a drunk, for and ever, Amen