Luyện nghe bài hát Soap Box Preacher

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

knows where you live
Where do you go in the naked
All of the prophets, come before you
They can hear lonesome cry

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

In proud shoes, coming 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 pass you by"

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

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

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

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

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

In those proud shoes, coming on up the
In those proud shoes, 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
let it pass you by
Ooh, don't let it you by"