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

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

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

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 in the night, sugar in the shade
There back stab handshakes made on faith
We were never out of time and we never
said out of habit that the wind was going to change
There were misfits, teething biscuits
Bodies full of wishes, parties full of pretty dishes
Side by with the birds and bees
And we never grace and never ever took a knee
With the and ramblers, movie star handlers
High above the aviary, the cemetery
And we never wondered why, 'cause the sun was in our
There was seed for the field, was grease for the wheel
We were drinking with the luminaries, eating with the

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