Luyện nghe bài hát Hobo's Prayer

Under bridges, beneath trestles in the boxcars of dead
Livin' to beat the of the pouring driving rain
A society moves out in the night
Ragged rebels, hobos and those like me who've lost the light

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

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

Mother Mary is a lady from down in New
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 through or have you come to stay
You're running from a woman" she said a grin
"So you got to say" and I said, "I am a pilgrim"

Where out here ain't what it seems
When I'm to nothing, I just go ahead and dream
And face the fact that I'm a circle in a world full of
sorrows for tomorrows, that's the hobo's prayer
Trading sorrows for tomorrows, that's the prayer