Luyện nghe bài hát King James Version

He was trapped in a haircut he no longer in
She said, "I'm a teacher here, I the children"
And he wondered to there and then
All the things he learn from her
A great mighty

Think of the names you once called me in
Remember the sadness in Florence eyes
Imagine all the you could find
In the arms of a
Bread, bread of

like nothing goes right
In the world that we born in
But the is bright
Yonder the morning

Upstairs they're buying a stairway to
Down in the garden, they're changing sticks snakes
And the jangle of religious medals
Put the fear of God into an
Come, come all ye

Their baby came to them, an unmarried mother
They that she would turn into a pillar of salt
But in the end compassion has to be the family value
of the helpless

Looks a drift to the right
For the we were born in
But the horizon is
comes the morning