Luyện nghe bài hát Soap Box Preacher

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

Nobody where you live
Where do you go in the night?
All of the prophets, they come you
They can hear your cry

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

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

Heard a bugle in the misty morning
What a haunting sound over Times
Heard of the of 52nd Street
Looked out the door but no one was

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

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

In those proud shoes, 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 rapture you by"

In the neon wilderness and the jungle
He carries his 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, don't let the rapture you by
let it pass you by
Ooh, don't let it you by"