Luyện nghe bài hát Graces For Saints And Ramblers

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

were banged 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 Johnny Rotten
Chewed up and swallowed by the profit they were trying to
Bit too green and we paid no tax on our quick cul de sac

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

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

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

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