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 screams and groans
From the night I spent amongst her

And I past beside the house
that mad old buzzard, the reverend
Shrieked and
About life you're dead

Well, I about my friend, Michel
How they rolled him in
And they him in the neck
A bloody halo, like a

Circling his head and I at the firmament
Looks like the rains are hear to
And the rain down upon me
And me all away, saying

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

?Well, the is long and the road is hard
And many by the side
But won't leave you, Henry
So ain't no need 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
something you should pity
Spent an
Above the wires of the city

Well, it reminded me of her
And her bleached and eyes
Her hair was like a
Falling open the laughter

And closing with the
And the ghost of her still on
she's passed through me
And is

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

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

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

wet-lipped women with greasy fists
Crawled the and the walls
And filled me full of drink
And led me round the rooms

Naked and cold and
Until everything black
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

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

won't leave you, Henry
Papa won't you, boy
Papa won't leave you,
Papa 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 no need to cry?

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

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

Entire being washed away
exploding on inflammable spillways
And the lynch-mobs, death squads, babies being without brains
The mad and the relentless rains

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

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

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

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

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

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

And I went on down road