Luyện nghe bài hát Philosophers Stone

Out on the and the by-ways all alone
I'm still searching for, for my home
Up in the morning, up in the out on the road
And my is aching and my hands are cold

And I'm looking for the silver
Silver lining in the clouds and I'm for
And I'm searching for the philosophers

And it's a hard road, it's a hard road
When my job is turning lead gold
He was in the back street
Born in the back street Roll

I'm on the road and I'm searching for
The stone
Can you hear engine?

Woe, can you hear that engine
Well, I'm on the road and I'm searching for
Searching for the stone

Up in the morning, up in the
When the streets are white snow
It's a road, it's a hard road daddy-o

Up in the morning, up in the
Out on the job, well, got me searching for
for, the philosophers stone

Even my friends
Even my best friends they don't
That my job is turning into gold

you hear that engine
When you hear that engine
I'm on the road and I'm searching for
The philosophers

It's a hard road, even my best they don't know