Luyện nghe bài hát Soap Box Preacher

Soap box preacher on a corner
And all the they would gather round
You speak of faith with a blaze of
But those that fear, they knock you down

Nobody knows you live
do you go in the naked night?
All of the prophets, they come you
They can your lonesome cry

When out there in the night all alone
When you're staring in the at the end of the road

In those shoes, coming on up the alley
In those shoes, walks all over the sky
Then he his hat just like Don Quixote
And said, "Don't let the pass you by"

Heard a bugle blowing in the misty
What a haunting over Times Square
Heard of the ghost of 52nd
Looked out the door but no one was

Out in the cold Harlem
I went for this minstrel man
Played me a to ease the pain
With the Salvation Army

When you're out on the dark all alone
When you're sleeping in the at the end of the road

In those proud shoes, on up the alley
In those proud shoes, walks all the sky
Then he his hat just like Don Quixote
And said, "Don't let the rapture you by"

In the neon wilderness and the jungle
He carries his cross of
the wreckage and the rumble

In those proud shoes, coming on up the
In proud shoes, walks all over the sky
he tipped his hat just like Don Quixote
And said, "Don't let the rapture, don't let the pass you by
let it pass you by
Ooh, don't let it you by"