Luyện nghe bài hát Phil

I opened the paper, there was picture
Gone, gone, gone by your own
I couldn't believe it, the was shakin'
Gone, gone, by your own hand

I I'm gonna spend the rest of my lifetime wondering why
You found yourself so badly you had to die

I opened the paper, there was your
Gone, gone, gone by your own
The phone ringing, had I heard about it?
I shook time I heard it ring
What was my reaction? I put the down
That was the news that was fit to sing

They ask dylan, about macdougal street and third
Question on question and each question more absurd

I opened the paper, was your picture
Gone, gone, gone by your own

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Oh, I "there but for fortune",
There but for fortune you and I go
Fortune turned back on you,
Or so it have seemed to you,
Christ knows what was the final blow

The last time I saw you, the last I saw you,
Bleeker outside the other end
I you I'd see you, I got distracted
I never saw your again

I heard you were feeling stronger every day
I heard that you were well with good on their way

Then I opened the paper, was your picture
Gone, gone, by your own hand.

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