Luyện nghe bài hát Philosophers Stone

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

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

And it's a hard road, it's a road daddy-o
When my job is turning lead into
He was born in the back
Born in the street Jelly Roll

I'm on the road again and I'm for
The philosophers
Can you hear engine?

Woe, can you hear that drone?
Well, I'm on the road and I'm searching for
for the philosophers stone

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

Up in the morning, up in the
Out on the job, well, you've got me for
for, the philosophers stone

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

When you that engine
When you hear engine drone
I'm on the road again and I'm for
The stone

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