Luyện nghe bài hát If

If the greedy the starving
If the masters were the
If the became the dogs
How they behave?

'Cause selling heirlooms
For one fifty or a
Is like outside
King
Selling horse and

Cause sleeping in a
With a futon and a
Is like crying in the
Of a that you built

The day that not man enough
Is the day you to be
A wheel-barrow of leaves
From a apple tree

If the was a woman
And the man passing by
ya' bird and bitch and slag it up
You'd up and die

If the landlord was the
And the hunter was the
If construction was
And just the same

sleeping in a doorway
With a and a quilt
Is crying in the rubble
Of a building that you

The day you're not man enough
Is the day you to be
A full of leaves
From a rotten apple

If the King was court
And the jester took the
put the privileged on the streets
And give the a home

If the Irish the English
And the English not free
ya mick and thick
and it up
You'ld the pip and agree

Cause sleeping in a
With a futon and a
Is like in the rubble
Of a building that you

The day that you're not man
Is the day you to be
A wheel-barrow of leaves
a rotten apple tree