Luyện nghe bài hát Shopworn

Shopworn and aged left of a man
Will never be useless for part of God's plan
Did you ever think of life as a shop along the street
And yourself as a product in easy reach

And you laid there for some quite some now and pondered at your fate
Then you begin to wonder if you'd hit the market late
Wealth had you over once and seen you at your best
But somehow you fit his needs so he took one of the rest

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

Lady Luck had even picked you up but then you her say
I can't afford you so I'll 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 marked with age you heard a salesman state
Boss, I guess I'll throw out, it's old and out of date
The of the shop came then and he seemed to understand
He smiled and looked you over and out a caring

Give me that I'll take it home throw it on the street
It's old and gray but in way it'll help my shop complete