Luyện nghe bài hát Soap Box Preacher

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

Nobody knows you live
Where do you go in the night
All of the prophets come before you
They can hear lonesome cry

When out there in the night
All
When you're in the light
At the end of the

In those proud shoes, on up the alley
In those shoes, walks all over the sky
Then he tipped his hat just Don Quixote
And said let the rapture pass you by

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

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

When you're out there on the
All
you're sleeping in the park
At the end of the

In the neon wilderness and the ashphalt
He his cross of passion
Through the and the rumble

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

Don't let it you by