Luyện nghe bài hát Grace

If I was the Lone
Hiding a mask
Wouldn't be any
To the questions, I ask
ya say, Pocahontas

Trade in feathers and beads
For an blanket
And a of cigs
You bet, that's she said

If I had me a
For every bubble that
Bind them all up one
You hear that pin drop
a gun shot, like a shot

And if I was a world
Would not mislead the
I would not anything
Miss knows
it's only a pageant

That it's a show
Isn't film in the camera
These even my clothes
No, no, no, no, Miss knows

You remember
Who not a shackle could
Carved a trap door Heaven
To escape old
Guess he just couldn't it

Bundled up for the
straight jacket
French of gold
No, no, no, no, he growin' old
The old, oh oh oh