Luyện nghe bài hát Jeremy

Jeremy in the sun
And he stares at the on the floor
From the on the door
Thinking of he kept as a child
In a chicken cage

He the rage of his father
The he made his one call
The relative who left him to fall
To the mercy of judges with no at all
Now he sits and he at the punishing wall

Mary, sweet Mary, it's dark and cold
all of the stories you've ever been told
Keep the jar on the window, keep the on the door
your mind on the man, keep away from the store

Jeremy up the crayon he saved
And he in the dark and he thinks of the park
And the flowers he gave to the with the bells
He remembers her smile, it was at the trial

Hear the of night guards patrolling the halls
There are and talkers who don't sleep at all
Midst the words and worse words that someone had scrawled
Now he writes her a on the punishing wall

Jeremy gentle, oh, kind
As you with the thieves and the killers
Believe that our numbers are
The has to come, put resentment aside
turn bitter and die