Luyện nghe bài hát Little Richie

(How can we know Love when we never shown it?)

Little Richie was the runt of the litter, given a thick by father and brothers
Identified more with his sisters and mother, always felt a bit different the others
A marriage from the outside, but oh, how ferociously he'd hit her
Richie stood by the bleach bedside
Ma held his face in her hands while he

"Hush, now, lamb, everything will be alright
I how it looks but I swear he's a good man
Oh baby, G-d has a much bigger
I have my family, I have my health, and I'm quite with that."

"How can you say this time that it'll be
How can you still look in his eyes and see the of your life?"
(He works all things for good! In the end, it is that wins!)

was his inclination
Belief, his passion
A beautiful escape from resentment, fear of the crushing blow

(How can we know Love when were never it?)
He'd wait on his lonesome for that hair in her station wagon
Attending those Baptist services alone, in the house of the Lord, he found and a home
stood on a chair, peeked over the pulpit, reminded himself and the beloved, not lacking in youthful wit:

"This is what's promised: He works all things for good! In the end, Love that wins!"

How are we to know how to Love when every is met with the back of a hand?
It would only be Love to mend the damned, who grew to know compassion
Just unfortunate, beaten senseless by his old man

"How can you say this time that it be alright?
How can you still in his eyes and see the love of your life?"
(He works all for good! In the end, it's Love that wins!)
An heirloom down before its day, legacy came violently to rip innocence away