Luyện nghe bài hát Pilgrim

See him wasted on the in his jacket and his jeans
Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a
he had a future full of money, love and dreams
Which he spent they was goin' out of style

And he keeps on a-changin' for the better or the worse
Searchin' for a he's never found
Never knowin' if believin' is a or a curse
Or if the goin' up was worth the comin'

He's a poet, oh, he's a picker, he's a prophet, he's a
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem he's stoned
a walkin' contradiction, partly truth, partly fiction
Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back

Well, he has tasted good and evil in bedrooms and your bars
Has traded in tomorrow for
Runnin' from his devils, and reachin' for the stars
And all he's loved along the way

But if this world keeps on turnin' for the better or the worse
And all he ever gets is and around
From the of the cradle to the rollin' of the hearse
The up was worth the comin' down

a poet, he's a picker, he's a prophet, he's a liar
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem he's stoned
He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth, partly
ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home
There's a lot of wrong directions on your lonesome way back

From the rockin' of the cradle to the rollin' of the
The goin' up was worth the comin'