Luyện nghe bài hát Pilgrim

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

And he keeps right on a-changin' for the or the worse
Searchin' for a shrine never found
Never knowin' if believin' is a blessin' or a
Or if the goin' up was worth the down

He's a poet, oh, he's a picker, he's a prophet, a pusher
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 your bedrooms and bars
Has in tomorrow for today
Runnin' from his devils, Lord and for the stars
And all he's loved along the way

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

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

From the rockin' of the to the rollin' of the hearse
The goin' up was the comin' down