Luyện nghe bài hát RSL 1984

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

We out the barrels, boys
We sang with a single

Let all tears turn to and the hell I've raised
Lord, let it away
As glories unfold give me a part to play
me another 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 with the next wave,
We'll sing out, we'll make some

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

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

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

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

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

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