Luyện nghe bài hát Hobo's Prayer

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

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

And he said "Everything out here ain't what it
And when you're down to nothing, just go ahead and
Face the fact you're circle in a world full of squares
sorrows for tomorrows, now that's the hobo's prayer"

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

She said, "I can spot a broken heart from 20 away
So are you passing through or have you to stay
running from a woman" she said with a grin
"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 and dream
And face the that I'm a circle in a world full of squares
Trading for tomorrows, that's the hobo's prayer
Trading sorrows for tomorrows, that's the hobo's