Luyện nghe bài hát RSL 1984

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

We rolled out the barrels,
We sang a single voice

Let all tears turn to gold and the hell raised
Lord, let it fade
As Your glories unfold give me a to play
Grant me day

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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