Luyện nghe bài hát Mother, I Climbed

On painted wagon, in a yester-dreamin' day
I rode to never thinkin' I'd be back this way
Now I'm standin' at your doorstep with my halo turnin'
up your gate, Marianna

Lay me down in the womb of your love
Mother I sought the chosen people, but I found no one to me
Lay me down in the womb of your love
Mother I climbed the highest steeple, I found to believe

When they called my faults the wall I took my place in line
And put my trust in priestly men to break the ties bind
But their straight and narrow highway's just a row of signs
Open up your gate,

So I set my to walkin' from the sidewalk to the sand
In of any saint or sage who knew the master plan
Yeah, I wandered every backroad in that promise land
Open up your gate,

As lightnin' burns these bridges under, will surely rise
And the fables of my innocence blow through the skies
timeless truths reveal themselves as little more than lies
Open up your gate,

Sticks and might break this body and words might wound my soul
And phantom visions fly me where the faithful to go
But when story's over and my sun is sinkin' low
Open up your gate,

Mother I climbed the mountain, I found nothin' to believe