Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Robert Henry

My - dashed to pieces
My - damn the son
I counted all my
And the of that sum

Your - numbed and drunken
My - a voice inside
Ain't it how things worked out
My life began the day you

Robert Henry

Poor Henry drinkin' broke apart our lives
Lost you from year
And
Poor Robert Henry drinkin' blotted out mind
Blotted out mind

sky - always falling
Like you from chairs
I want to hate
But your was hard to bear

Your - numbed and drunken
My - a voice inside
it funny how things worked out
My life began the day you

Robert Henry

Poor Robert Henry drinkin' broke apart our
Lost you from year
And
Poor Henry drinkin' blotted out your mind
out your mind

Drinkin' blotted out your
Blotted out mind

go on livin' in all my desperation
Now you're

Poor Robert