Luyện nghe bài hát Grace for Saints and Ramblers

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

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

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

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

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

There was laughing in the night, in the shade
were back stab handshakes made on faith
We never out of time and we never entertained
Anybody said out of habit the wind was going to change
There were restless misfits, teething
Bodies of penny wishes, parties full of pretty dishes
Side by side with the birds and
And we never grace and never ever took a knee
With the saints and ramblers, movie star
High above the aviary, underneath the
And we never wondered why, the sun was in our eyes
There was seed for the field, there was for the wheel
We were drinking the luminaries, eating 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 down to you and I