Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Mouth

Is anything as lovely to me as the truth in
I'll take it freedom any day
It me ever an' this time to my knees
An on my I run away

Yes, I know sticks an' stones they
They will easily break bones an'
An' all my come back to haunt me

I will put my into
The things left
I am hoarse with eyes
No outstanding

My are yours, my brother
You can my coat as well
My are yours, sister
An my heart, an my
In which He

Heard the voice of my Master me
From deep in the
Said that I must follow Him there,

Is any darker for me
all them wolves about
Well, it's a poor mouth I wear

My are yours, my brother
You can my coat as well
My eyes are yours,
An' my heart, an' my
In He dwells
In which He

Livin' me from to poor mouth
You an' me an' our South, oh Lord
I said livin' me from to poor mouth