Luyện nghe bài hát Phil

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

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

I opened the paper, there was picture
Gone, gone, gone by your own
The phone started ringing, had I heard it?
I every time I heard it ring
What was my reaction? I put the phone
That was the only that was fit to sing

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

I the paper, there was your picture
Gone, gone, by your own hand

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

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

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

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

(repeat **)