Luyện nghe bài hát Poets and Slaves

Here comes the sun
on the bones in the dry old creek bed
Mist on the old river bend, box hangs like it's dead
The emerald is rusting from the inside

You want to run like the
You'll come here again
You want a world you can
So you poets and slaves

Circus pulls into town
The and the fat man head out for beer
There is no lion that to one can stand on the horse
Tomorrow is a no show the fortune cries

You want to go down in
You're crash like the waves
And you can't remember name
So come on you and slaves

We got we need, sugar and beef
We got good ideas
We got the steering wheels and stock too
Clouds came low on the corn
ants are gathering like storms
Some where in the quiet wild darkness, a cries

You gotta, you gotta, you
C'mon you and slaves
You got to arrest the
You're down in the bay
You can't remember name
you poets and slaves

You've got to count what made
You're gonna pass like the
Stop time and for the stage
And c'mon you and slaves
C'mon you and slaves
C'mon you and slaves
C'mon you poets and