Luyện nghe bài hát Paleface

I need to be all things
to but to you I can't try any harder
my half up in this arrangement
keeps me in hot water
oh to good will
I that I can't buy you flowers
oh to cure ills
would take more than ours

gold at my feet
grease in my
shoes of black
kiss me my sweet
and my pale face grow redder

oh this ring comes from my
and coat belongs to my brother
there's for one other
in this hiding
is no disgrace

I can the trumpet
like Gabriel out its reveille
the of the saints
and roll call in
far over the deep sea
oh the morning
can be mistaken for the
oh you set sights
and you your map's the wrong way round

dust etc

this etc

if you stay right
I could be right
I could give you feathers to lay on
it's a lonesome ride and the deck is
but we all need a hand to on

gold etc

oh this etc

there is no

there is no