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 like they was goin' out of

And he keeps right on a-changin' for the better or the
Searchin' for a he's 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
a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned
He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth, partly
Takin' ev'ry direction on his lonely way back home

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

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

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

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