Luyện nghe bài hát Last, Lonely, and Wretched

(Words and Music by Baez)

You're and you're poor,
you to be free,
but in this land
you no home, no family
on the many roads that wandered
since the day of birth.
become one of the last,
and wretched.

Your is matted,
your and hands are dirty,
and the years that you've
must somewhere near thirty.
The of a sadness
broke finally madness.
You are one of the last,
and wretched.

Your eyes are and frightening
at the same they are blessed
and I if God died,
turned his or only just rested.
And you out on the seventh day
the big gates and on your way
to one of the last,
and wretched.

For you were a child.
Your cheeks red,
you were fed.
You laughed and
you got teary,
ran to mother
when you weary.

But you were forsaken
alone I'll not the blame
and all was taken,
your mind, body, your name.
us our unkindness,
our and our blindness,
you, all the last,
and wretched.
us, all the last,
and wretched.

1970, Chandos Music (ASCAP)