Luyện nghe bài hát Grace for Saints and Ramblers

But it all down to you and I
But it all came to you and I

There banged up hands stealing first base
Underneath the tables so we never sang
Falling out of bed for the workday
There was kissing in the of the flash flood streets
were button blossoms and merry Johnny Rotten
Chewed up and swallowed by the profit they trying to follow
Bit too green and we no tax on our quick romantic cul de sac

But it all came to you and I
But it all down to you and I

There were washed out in our bark-old clothes
They were rubbing on each other ghost on ghost
were jonesed-up punks and Jesus freaks
Weaving in and out of trouble wrapping round and round a
There were sleepless dreamers, blues day
The and the messenger, gum beneath the register
The sweet gum by the dug dunk tank
We could never enough to the bad-luck bank
There hopeless sinners, sweepstake winners
They with the farmer's daughter, capered with the corporate lawyers

But it all down to you and I
But it all came to you and I
But it all down to you and I
But it all down to you and I

There was laughing in the night, sugar in the
There were stab handshakes made on faith
We were never out of time and we never
Anybody out of habit that the wind was going to change
There were restless misfits, biscuits
Bodies full of wishes, parties full of pretty dishes
by side with the birds and bees
And we never sang grace and ever took a knee
With the saints and ramblers, movie star
High above the aviary, underneath the
And we never why, 'cause the sun was in our eyes
was seed for the field, there was grease for the wheel
We were drinking with the luminaries, with the visionaries

But it all down to you and I
But it all came to you and I
But it all down to you and I
But it all came to you and I
But it all down to you and I
But it all came to you and I