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

were banged up hands stealing first base
Underneath the tables so we sang grace
Falling out of bed for the week
There was kissing in the cracks of the flash flood
There were button blossoms and merry Johnny
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

There were washed out cars in our clothes
They were rubbing on other rubbing ghost on ghost
There jonesed-up punks and Jesus freaks
Weaving in and out of trouble wrapping and round a leash
There sleepless dreamers, blues day preachers
The and the messenger, gum beneath the register
The sweet gum by the dug dunk tank
We could never give enough to the bad-luck
There were sinners, sweepstake winners
They danced with the 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, in the shade
There were back stab made on faith
We were never out of time and we entertained
said out of habit that the wind was going to change
There were restless misfits, teething
Bodies full of penny wishes, parties of pretty dishes
Side by with the birds and bees
And we never sang grace and never ever a knee
With the saints and ramblers, movie star
High the aviary, underneath the cemetery
And we wondered why, 'cause the sun was in our eyes
There was seed for the field, there was for the wheel
We were drinking with the luminaries, eating the visionaries

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