Luyện nghe bài hát RSL 1984

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

We rolled out the barrels,
We with a single voice

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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