Luyện nghe bài hát Man In Black

Well, you wonder why I always in black,
Why you never see colors on my back,
And why my appearance seem to have a somber tone.
Well, there's a reason for the things I have on.

I wear the black for the and the beaten down,
Livin' in the hopeless, hungry of town,
I wear it for the who has long paid for his crime,
But is there because he's a of the times.

I wear the for those who never read,
Or listened to the that Jesus said,
About the road to through love and charity,
Why, you'd think talking straight to you and me.

Well, we're doin' fine, I do suppose,
In our of lightnin' cars and fancy clothes,
But just so we're of the ones who are held back,
Up front ought 'a be a Man In Black.

I wear it for the sick and old,
For the reckless ones whose bad trip left cold,
I wear the in mournin' for the lives that could have been,
Each we lose a hundred fine young men.

And, I wear it for the who have died,
that the Lord was on their side,
I wear it for another hundred who have died,
that we all were on their side.

Well, there's that never will be right I know,
And need changin' everywhere you go,
But 'til we start to make a move to a few things right,
You'll never see me wear a of white.

Ah, I'd love to wear a every day,
And tell the world everything's OK,
But I'll try to off a little darkness on my back,
things are brighter, I'm the Man In Black