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 morning out on the
And my head is and my hands are cold

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

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

I'm on the road and I'm searching for
The philosophers
Can you that engine?

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

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

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

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

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

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