Luyện nghe bài hát Shopworn

Shopworn and what's left of a man
Will be useless for he's part of God's plan
Did you ever think of life as a shop along the street
And yourself as a product displayed in easy

And you laid there for some quite some time now and pondered at fate
Then you begin to wonder if maybe hit the market late
Wealth had looked you once and seen you at your best
But somehow you didn't fit his needs so he one of the rest

had read your label and you lingered in her mind
But the competition caught her eye and she left you there
Fame had brushed the edges or the counter you lay
And she pondered for a but then she walked away

Lady Luck had even you up but then you heard her say
I just can't afford you so have to let you lay
Then one day they you down put you up on sale
And you got looked once again but all to no avail

Now stained with yellow marked with age you heard a salesman
Boss, I I'll throw this out, it's old and out of date
The keeper of the shop then and he seemed to understand
He smiled and you over and out a caring hand

Give me that I'll take it home don't it on the street
It's old and gray but in it's way help my shop complete