Luyện nghe bài hát RSL 1984

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

We rolled out the barrels,
We sang a single voice

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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