Luyện nghe bài hát Sing Joy Spring

We sing a
(Sing joy spring)
A rare and most mysterious
(This occult thing)
Is deep in the soul
(It's story never has told)

The joy spring, the of pleasure
Is deep inside you whether diggin' it or not
Once you're aware of this
know that it's the greatest
Treasure got
And
The joy spring, the bounteous
Cannot be away and never
Can be
Nothing can take it you
It's and yours alone to have
And to
And more:
It is lost to fire or theft
always around
When is gone the pleasure
Is left I've always
It's burglar-proof same as the
Man up in heaven worth a
Price no one can
that a lot
So joy spring fountain of pleasure
That's inside you let me inform
You in all truth *(to Coda time)
Ponce de Leon sought
When he was searchin' for the fountain of

Ol' Ponce de laughed so much he
Never did find the magic
But people with a well-adjusted
Spirit they could hear it when
'em it was there tellin' was
Like it on the mountain

It's quite a life the gift of
I'm a man who knows in a
minute I can tell y'just exactly how the story
It involves a firm conviction in
previous life givin' your mind a to fly
Fly the universe investigatin' other
n' certain other subtle
types o'life t'dig it gettin'
pretty well-acquainted a lot of
other an' pretty much acquirin'
yourself of education
pretty soon here comes earth
'n then y'ready it all t'work
but as you're finished bein' born
you forgettin' what you knew
'Cause another kinda you - a
reincarnation
of in sensation

Y'really got right
The person isn't bright
not so bright that recall the fatal fall
here t' this earth
their minds their death to spirit
and call it birth
that's their reason for and they
find it very upsetting reminded
tell 'em they've lived
They'll show y' the nearest door
Gotta have feelin' while with
walkers in sleep
they imagine somethin' as deep

Here they - here they come - there they are
and ignorant of falling from a star
Here they come - there they are - they go
Life is over in a minute an' they dug
it in it or a minute of it
'cause they put too much it
that was
somethin' that was worth a couple
at

So is the reason that the maker of man
included there in his
A fountain deep within'
where there was laughter, 'n gold
for human beings 'n hold
'n share the memory of where we've all

Brothers called knew chances were slim'
Anybody dig that the human soul
was White
and the Dwarfs were seven tempers
in man
digging out the gold completes
the
An Bacon was hip that
couldn't
and so he him all the rhymes
that have through the years
and eternal truths alive through
several
how we know them now
they lasted 'cause true

was it from "MacBeth?"
"Life's but a walking
a player
that and frets upon the stage
and's seen no
A tale that has an idiotic ring
That's full of lotsa and fury
nothing..."

That's signifying nothing
I'll it! Nothing
forget it - Nothing
And the reason for that spring
of joy
That the Father put inside of
girl and boy

Show time! on
hit the stage
It's show time everyone an'
to act age

Whatever you're at is funny
f'laughin'
so you're wastin' all your on a frown
While you're bringin' your spirit

You gotta book yourself a in your act
without some laughter life's a
farce 'n that's a

Once you know about the spring you always can
It becomes one expression
and you're always wearin' it the
do

(Repeat to *)
(Coda)
Ponce de sought this
he was searchin'
for the fountain of
I say in he
sought a thing
For he was
for the joy