Luyện nghe bài hát No 27

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

When I'm old this oldness feels like dying
I you'll be by me then

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

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