Luyện nghe bài hát Man In Black

Well, you why I always dress in black,
Why you never see bright on my back,
And why does my appearance seem to a somber tone.
Well, a reason for the things that I have on.

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

I wear the black for who never read,
Or listened to the words that said,
About the road to happiness love and charity,
Why, you'd think He's straight to you and me.

Well, we're mighty 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 there ought 'a be a Man In Black.

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

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

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

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