Luyện nghe bài hát Man In Black

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

I wear the black for the and the beaten down,
Livin' in the hopeless, side of town,
I wear it for the 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 that said,
About the to happiness through love and charity,
Why, think He's talking straight to you and me.

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

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

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

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

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