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

I out walking the other day
The heat wet around my neck
My head it with screams and groans
From the I spent amongst her bones

And I passed the mission house
Where mad old buzzard, the reverend
and flapped
About life after dead

Well, I about my friend, Michel
How they rolled him in
And shot him in the neck
A bloody halo, a think-bubble

Circling his and I bellowed at the firmament
Looks the rains are hear to stay
And the pissed down upon me
And me all away, saying

Papa won't leave you,
Papa won't you, boy
Papa won't you, Henry
Papa leave 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 down the
He went on the road
And I on down the road
He went on down the

Well, the it looked exhausted
Like something you pity
an age-spotted
Above the sizzling of the city

Well, it me of her face
And her bleached and eyes
Her was like a curtain
Falling open with the

And closing with the
And the ghost of her lingers on
Though she's through me
And is

Well, the slum dogs, they are
The children on the streets
And the that we will weep today
Will all be washed
By the that we will weep
We'll again tomorrow

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

For the is long and the road is hard
And fall by the side, side
But Papa won't leave you,
So ain't no need to cry

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

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

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

Naked and and grinning
Until everything went
And I came down

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

it's into the shame
And it's a guilt
And it's into the fray
And the walls ran red me
A warm arterial saying

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

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

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

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

Entire towns being away
exploding on inflammable spillways
And the lynch-mobs, death squads, being born without brains
The mad heat and the rains

Well, if you your arm into that hole
It out sheared off to the bone
And with her kisses on my lips
I the rain and I nearly missed

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

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

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

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

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

And I on down that road