Luyện nghe bài hát Just Another Poor Boy

He was but a traveller on the road of life,
She, her name was Mary, a of the night,
She found him lying in that road, on a winter's so cold,
another poor boy, treat him right;

She saw that he was hungry and gave him to eat,
She that he was weary and he had no place to sleep,
She him home to her own bed, she lay down his wounded head,
And washed away the world from his and his feet,

He was just another poor boy, just another boy,
he cried out in his sleep she held him tight,
Just another boy, just another poor boy,
And she him love and comfort through the night,
Till the light...

At night she sat him, by the fire he would talk,
He said all men were brothers and that love could all,
Many gathered round to hear, for his life did fear,
In troubled times like men seldom talked.

Oh they for him one morning at the breaking of the day,
She woke to hear him calling as carried him away,
him of spreading lies and hate,

His public meetings a danger to the state,
soldier said "Who was he anyway?"

Just another boy, just another poor boy,
And the tears were falling her face like rain,
Just poor boy, just another poor boy,
And they hung him on a far away,
And on the she lay ... poor boy ... oh my Lord...
Oh my ... oh my Lord...

Just another poor boy, just poor boy,
And the tears were from her face like rain,
Just another poor boy, just another boy,
And they him on a hillside far away, just another poor boy,
Just poor boy, just another poor boy,
And she never dreamed she'd see his again...