Luyện nghe bài hát Last Words

The curtain of is fallin
And my friends are all at my side.
Are those the sweet voices of
As I rise on that tide?

All overflowin with sadness
And those words left so often
Then I hear a voice whispering softly,
Could I have all your stuff your dead?

Could I have TV and your pickup?
And Ive always admired shoes.
I have that old dining room table?
And a couple of chairs I could use.

Well, you know youre headed to glory,
And a star, up to heaven youll shoot
When they write the page of your story,
Could I try on that seersucker

It was the voice of my brother Thomas.
He was kneelin close by my side.
His breath had just come from a
For a full of teeth that had died.

Well, I prayed my last for salvation.
I was the touch of Gods hand.
But I still hear the voice of my brother
As they struck up old angel band.

Could I your old ski boots and surf board?
And that four-poster bed?
you mind if I took a few records?
Nirvana, The Stones, and the Dead.

Well, you know you cant take it with you
To your heavenly up on high.
When you pass through those gates, and they had you wings,
Could I have all your when you die?

But the consulted St. Peter
And me back to my hospital bed.
My was a new day a-dawning,
And the took Tommy instead.