Luyện nghe bài hát Hobo's Prayer

Under bridges, beneath in the boxcars of dead trains
Livin' to beat the cold of the driving rain
A silent moves out in the night
rebels, homeless hobos and those like me who've lost the light

St. Peter is a prophet to all the hobo
An expert on everything from caviar to
I met him west of Memphis on the 8th of
He handed me a can of beans and a rusty

And he said "Everything out here what it seems
And when down to nothing, just go ahead and dream
Face the that you're circle in a world full of squares
sorrows for tomorrows, now that's the hobo's prayer"

Mother Mary is a lady down in New Orleans
She's seen a lot of since she was 17
She said, "I'm bona fide and worldly wise, original parts
'Cept for what set me to traveling, I'm talking my heart"

She said, "I can a broken heart from 20 miles away
So are you passing through or have you come to
You're running from a woman" she said with a
"So you got to say" and I said, "I am a pilgrim"

Where everything out here what it seems
When I'm down to nothing, I just go ahead and
And face the fact that I'm a circle in a world full of
Trading sorrows for tomorrows, that's the hobo's
Trading for tomorrows, that's the hobo's prayer