Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Tanner (Edited Live Version)

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Mr. tanner was a cleaner a town in the Midwest
And of all the cleaning shops around he'd made his the
But he also was a who sang while hanging clothes
He scales while pressing tails and sang at local shows
His friends and praised the voice
That poured out his throat
They said that he should use his gift instead of cleaning

But music was his life, it was not his
And it made him so happy and it made him feel so good
And he sang from his heart and he sang from his
He did not know how well he sang, it just made him

His friends working on him to try music out full time
A big debut and rave reviews, a career to climb
Finally they got to him, he would take the
A concert agent in New York agreed to have him
And there were plane tickets, phone calls, money spent to rent the
It most of his savings but he gladly used them all

But music was his life, it was not his
And it made him so happy and it made him feel so good
And he sang from his heart and he sang his soul
He did not know how well he sang, it made him whole

The evening came, he took the stage, his set in a smile
And in the half filled hall the sat watching on the aisle
But the concert was a blur to him, of applause
He did not know how well he sang, he only the flaws
But the critics were concise, it only took lines
But no one could accuse them of over kind

Mr. Martin Tanner, baritone of Dayton,
Made his town hall last night
Be came well prepared, but unfortunately his
Was not up to professional standards
His voice the range of tonal color
Necessary to make it consistently

time consideration of another endeavor might be in order

He came to Dayton and was questioned by his friends
Then he and just said nothing and he never sang again
Excepting late at night when the shop was dark and closed
He sang to himself as he sorted through the clothes

Music was his life, it was not his
And it made him feel so happy, it made him so good
And he from his heart and he sang from his soul
And he did not know how well he sang, it made him whole