Luyện nghe bài hát RSL 1984

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

We rolled out the barrels,
We sang with a voice

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

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

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

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

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

God is alive and my magic is no
And He's called me out on this
He leads me to water and traces song line
And I know to know His ways are than mine

So roll out the rig, boys
And with a grateful voice

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

Let all tears turn to gold and the hell raised
Lord, let it fade
As Your glories unfold us a part to play
us another day