Luyện nghe bài hát Soap Box Preacher

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

Nobody where you live
Where do you go in the naked
All of the prophets, they come you
They can your lonesome cry

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

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

Heard a blowing in the misty morning
What a haunting sound over Square
Heard of the ghost of 52nd
Looked out the but no one was there

Out in the cold Harlem
I went searching for minstrel man
me a song to ease the pain
With the Salvation Band

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

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

In the neon wilderness and the asphalt
He carries his of passion
Through the and the rumble

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