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 knows you live
do you go in the naked night?
All of the prophets, they come you
They can hear lonesome cry

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

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

Heard a blowing in the misty morning
a haunting sound 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 minstrel man
Played me a to ease the pain
With the Army Band

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

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 you by"

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

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