Luyện nghe bài hát Soap Box Preacher

Soap box preacher standing on a
And all the people they gather round
You of faith with a blaze of glory
But that fear, they wanna knock you down

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

When you're out there in the night all
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 tipped his hat just Don Quixote
And said, "Don't let the pass you by"

Heard a bugle in the misty morning
What a haunting sound Times Square
Heard of the ghost of Street
Looked out the door but no one was

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

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

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 pass you by"

In the neon wilderness and the asphalt
He carries his cross of
Through the wreckage and the

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