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

I went out walking the day
The heat hung wet around my
My head it rung with and groans
From the night I amongst her bones

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

Well, I about my friend, Michel
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 the rains are hear to stay
And the rain pissed upon me
And washed me all away,

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

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

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

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

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

And with the lies
And the ghost of her still on
Though passed through me
And is

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

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

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

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

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

Where wet-lipped women with greasy
the ceilings and the walls
And they filled me full of
And they led me the rooms

Naked and cold and
Until everything went
And I down spinning

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

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

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

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

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

the rainy season where I'm living
Death comes leaping out of doorway
you for your money, for your clothes
And for your

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

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

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

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

Well, the road is long and the is hard
And fall by the 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 went on the road

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

And I went on down road