Luyện nghe bài hát RSL 1984

RSL
Some kissed the girls, I kissed the
The Bover boys their boots shiny red
dollar champagne stirring my head

We rolled out the barrels,
We sang with a single

Let all tears turn to gold and the I've raised
Lord, let it away
As Your glories unfold me a part to play
Grant me day

The surf and the sky and the Sunshine Coast of
Floating on a board, life on hold
I never know the way, but You always me there
And I it now like the Mooloolaba air

We'll with the next wave, boys
sing out, we'll make some noise

Let all turn to gold and the hell I've raised
Lord, let it away
As Your glories unfold give me a part to
Grant me day

Red dust rises clouds your every
You don't know you're deceived you're not
dog, bad dog, they get to fighting in your head
The winner is the one getting fed

God is alive and my magic is no
And called me out on this walkabout
He leads me to water and traces each line
And I know to know His ways are higher than

So out the road rig, boys
And sing with a grateful

Let all turn to gold and the hell that's raised
Lord, let it fade
As Your glories give us a part to play
us another day

Let all tears turn to and the hell that's raised
Lord, let it away
As Your glories unfold give us a to play
us another day