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

I out walking the other day
The heat hung wet my neck
My head it rung with and groans
From the night I spent amongst her

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

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

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

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

?Well, the road is and the road is hard
And many by the side
But Papa won't leave you,
So there ain't no need to

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

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

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

And closing the lies
And the ghost of her still on
Though she's through me
And is

Well, the slum dogs, they are
The rain children on the
And the that we will weep today
Will all be away
By the tears that we weep
weep again tomorrow

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

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

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

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

Where wet-lipped women with fists
Crawled the ceilings and the
And filled me full of drink
And they led me round the

Naked and cold and
Until everything black
And I came down

I awoke so and full of rage
That I hardly speak
A fag in a corset
Draping his dick across my

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

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

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

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

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

Entire towns being washed
Favelas on inflammable spillways
And the lynch-mobs, death squads, babies being born brains
The mad heat and the rains

Well, if you stick arm into that hole
It comes out sheared off to the
And with her kisses on my lips
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 fall by the
But Papa won't leave you,
So there ain't no to cry

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

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

And I went on down that