Luyện nghe bài hát Isis

(Words by Bob and Jacques Levy)

I married Isis on the day of May,
but I could not on to her very long.
So I cut off my hair and I rode straight
for the wild country where I could not go wrong.

I came to a high place of and light.
the dividing line ran the center of town.
I hitched up my to a post on the right,
in to a laundry to wash my clothes down.

A man in the corner me for a match.
I right away he was not ordinary.
He said, "Are you lookin' for somethin' to catch?"
I said, "I got no money." He said, "That necessary."

We set out that for the cold in the North.
I gave him my blanket, he me his word.
I said, "Where are we goin'?" He said we'd be by the fourth.
I said, "That's the best that I've ever heard."

I was thinkin' about turquoise, I was about gold,
I was about diamonds and the world's biggest necklace.
As we through the canyons, through the devilish cold,
I was thinkin' Isis, how she thought I was so reckless.

How she me that one day we would meet up again,
and things be different the next time we wed,
If I could hang on and just be her friend.
I still can't remember all the best she said.

We came to the all embedded in ice.
he said, "There's a body I'm to find.
If I carry it out it'll a good price."
'twas that I knew what he had on his mind.

The wind it was howlin' and the was outrageous.
we chopped through the night and we through the dawn.
When he died I was that it wasn't contagious,
but I made up my mind I had to go on.

I broke into the tomb, but the was empty.
was no jewels, no nothin', I felt I'd been had.
When I saw that my was just bein' friendly,
I took up his offer I must-a been mad.

I picked up his and I dragged him inside,
him down in the hole and I put back the cover.
I said a prayer but I felt dead inside
then I back to find Isis just to tell her I love her, to tell her

She was there in the meadow where the creek to rise.
blinded by and in need of a bed,
I came in from the East the sun in my eyes.
I cursed her one time I rode on ahead.

She said, "Where ya been?" I said, "No special."
she said, "You different." I said, "Well, not quite."
She said, "You been gone." I said, "That's natural."
she said, "You stay?" I said, "Yeah, I jes might."

Isis, oh, Isis, you child.
what me to you is what drives me insane.
I still can remember the way you smiled
on the day of May in the drizzlin' rain.