Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Mouth

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

Yes, I your sticks an' stones they
They easily break these bones an'
An' all my words come to haunt me

I will put my into
The things left
I am hoarse with wild
No debts

My hands are yours, my
You can take my coat as
My eyes are yours,
An my heart, an my
In He dwells

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

Is any place for me
With all wolves about
Well, it's a poor mouth that I

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

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