Luyện nghe bài hát On A Corner In Memphis

Saturday on St.
With the drunk and the
I hear an old man playing

I can't make out what saying
But I can tell you that he's
That he means every word the bottom
Of what's of his heart tonight

A few hours later, I slip church
Singing the songs about Grace
One guy's nodding off and another to be here
And we all the words to save face
It's 11:15 on Sunday and I wish I was

On a in Memphis listening to the old man
out his sorrows and laying down his pride
He's telling me his story or at least his
With no need to and nowhere to hide

'Cause we are all broken
And are all ashamed
I fool you if I wanted to
Our are too much the same

And about this Jesus?
They say He with the poor and the blind and the lame
Do you think He'd like the songs that we
Or He feel the same as I do?

if Sunday School was on Saturday night?
On a in Memphis, listening to the old man
Singing out his sorrows and laying down his

He's telling me his story or at his side
With no need to and nowhere to hide
On a in Memphis

What if their cries of pain
Are the first hymns of saints?

On a corner in Memphis, we're with the old man
Crying for his sorrows and laying down our
He's telling us our story or at least his
With no need to pretend and to hide

On a in Memphis
We're out our sorrows
telling us his story
With no to pretend and nowhere to hide
On a in Memphis