Luyện nghe bài hát RSL 1984

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

We out the barrels, boys
We sang with a voice

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

The and the sky and the Sunshine Coast of gold
on a long board, life 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 out, we'll make some noise

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

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

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

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

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

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