Luyện nghe bài hát Just Another Poor Boy

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

She saw that he was hungry and him food to eat,
She knew that he was and he had no place to sleep,
She took him home to her own bed, she lay down his head,
And washed away the from his hands and his feet,

He was another poor boy, just another poor boy,
When he cried out in his sleep she him tight,
Just another poor boy, just poor boy,
And she gave him love and through the night,
the morning's light...

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

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

His public were a danger to the state,
Some said "Who was he anyway?"

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

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