Luyện nghe bài hát On A Corner In Memphis

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

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

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

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

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

And what about Jesus?
They say He drank the poor and the blind and the lame
Do you think He'd the songs that we sing?
Or would He feel the as I do?

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

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

What if heart-breaking cries of pain
Are the first hymns of saints?

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

On a in Memphis
We're out our sorrows
He's us his story
With no need to and nowhere to hide
On a corner in