Luyện nghe bài hát On A Corner In Memphis

Saturday on St.
With the and the searching
I an old man playing guitar

I can't make out he's saying
But I can tell you he's suffered
That he means every from the bottom
Of what's left of his heart

A few later, I slip into church
Singing the songs about Saving
One guy's nodding off and hates to be here
And we all mouth the to save face
11:15 on Sunday morning and I wish I was

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

we are all broken here
And we're are all
I fool you if I wanted to
Our stories are too the same

And what 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?

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

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

What if their cries of pain
Are the hymns of tomorrow's saints?

On a corner in Memphis, singing with the old man
Crying for his and laying down our pride
telling us our story or at least his side
With no need to pretend and nowhere to

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