Luyện nghe bài hát Papa Won't Leave You, Henry

I went out walking the day
The heat wet around my neck
My head it rung with screams and
the night I spent amongst her bones

And I beside the mission house
Where mad old buzzard, the reverend
and flapped
About life you're dead

Well, I thought about my friend,
How they him in linoleum
And they him in the neck
A halo, like a think-bubble

Circling his head and I at the firmament
Looks like the are hear to stay
And the pissed down upon me
And washed me all away,

Papa won't leave you,
Papa leave you, boy
won't leave you, Henry
Papa won't you, boy

Well, the road is and the road is hard
And many fall by the
But Papa leave you, Henry
So there ain't no to cry

And I went on the road
He went on down the
And I went on down the
He on down the road

Well, the moon it exhausted
Like you should pity
an age-spotted
Above the wires of the city

Well, it reminded me of her
And her and hungry eyes
Her hair was a curtain
open with the laughter

And closing with the
And the ghost of her lingers on
Though passed through me
And is

Well, the dogs, they are barking
The rain on the streets
And the tears that we will weep
Will all be washed
By the tears we will weep
We'll weep again

Papa won't leave you,
won't leave you, boy
Papa leave you, Henry
Papa won't you, boy

For the road is and the road is hard
And many fall by the side,
But Papa leave you, Henry
So there no need to cry

And I went on the road
He on down the road
Oh, yeah, I went on the road
He on down the road

And I came upon a house
A little upon a hill
And I entered through and the curtain
Into the house its blood-red bowels

Where women with greasy fists
the ceilings and the walls
And they me full of drink
And led me round the rooms

Naked and cold and
Until everything black
And I came spinning

I awoke so drunk and of rage
That I could speak
A fag in a whale-bone
Draping his across my cheek

Well it's into the
And into a guilt
And it's into the fucking
And the walls ran red me
A arterial spray saying

Papa won't you, Henry
Papa leave you, boy
Papa leave you, Henry
won't leave you, boy

Well, the night is dark and the is deep
And its jaws are wide
Well won't leave you, Henry
So there ain't no to cry

And I on down the road
He went on the road
Oh, yeah, I went on the road
He went on down the

It's the season where I'm living
Death comes out of every doorway
you for your money, for your clothes
And for nothing

Entire towns washed away
Favelas exploding on spillways
And the lynch-mobs, death squads, babies being born without
The mad heat and the relentless

Well, if you stick arm into that hole
It comes out sheared off to the
And her kisses bubbling on my lips
I swiped the rain and I nearly

And then I went on the road
He on down the road

Papa leave you, Henry
Papa leave you, boy
Papa won't you, Henry
Papa leave you, boy

Well, the road is long and the is hard
And many fall by the
But Papa won't leave you,
So there no need to cry

And I went on the road
He on down the road
Oh, yeah, I went on down the
He went on down the

Bent my heavy load
Under his heavy
Yeah, I on down that road
He on down the road

And I went on that road