Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Robert Henry

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

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

Poor Henry

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

Your sky - always
Like you barroom chairs
I want to hate
But your was hard to bear

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

Poor Henry

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

Drinkin' out your mind
out your mind

I'll go on livin' in all my
Now you're

Poor Robert