Luyện nghe bài hát Man In Black

Well, you wonder why I always in black,
Why you see bright colors on my back,
And why does my appearance seem to a somber tone.
Well, there's a reason for the things that I on.

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

I the black for those who never read,
Or listened to the words Jesus said,
About the road to happiness through and charity,
Why, you'd He's talking straight to you and me.

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

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

And, I wear it for the thousands who died,
Believen' that the was on their side,
I wear it for another hundred thousand who died,
Believen' that we all on their side.

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

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