Luyện nghe bài hát No 27

I've high, and i've been down
My head in the and my hands in the ground
In the arms of a woman, I my way home
In the arms of a woman, I had lost

When I'm so lost that losing feel like dying
I hope you'll be by me
When I'm so lost that this losing feel dying
I hope be by me then

As a young man, I was
Of my life, would I make?
Cause I would make love, but what I hate?
What bittersweet road will I to the grave?

And if I'm old this oldness has me dying
I hope be by me then
Oh 'cause if I'm old 'til this has me dying
I you'll be by me then
I hope be by me then

I'm of you, and I'm sick of me
I'm sick of war, and I'm of peace
I'm sick of sound I'm sick of silence
I'll grow sick of the darkness 'til I'm of the light

Well I'm so sick this sickness has me dying
I hope be by me then
Oh, when I'm so sick that this sickness has me
I hope be by me then
I hope be by me then

Once, as a boy, I saw happened
I saw them beat him to the cold, cold ground
I watched them big boys beat that man
I was too weak to make a

When I'm so weak that this weakness like dying
I hope be by me then
I'm so weak that this weakness feels like dying
I you'll be by me then

I'm old 'til this oldness feels like dying
I hope you'll be by me

So I live as I see fit
will be those who will not like it
But in the of a woman, I found my way home
So to the of a woman, I will go

And if I'm old 'til this oldness has me
I hope you'll be by me