Luyện nghe bài hát Song Of Joy

Have on me, sir
me to impose on you
I have no place to
And my bones are cold right
I will tell you a
Of a man and his
And I swear that it is
Ten ago I met a girl named Joy
She was a sweet and happy
Her eyes were blue jewels
And we married in the spring
I had no idea what a little love could bring
Or what had in store
But all things move toward end
On that you can be
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Then one morning I awoke to find her
And for days to follow
She grew so sad and
Became Joy in only
Within her breast there launched an unnamed
And a dark and grim force set
Farewell happy
joy forever dwells
Hail hail
Was it an act of or some awful premonition
As if she saw into the heart of her final blood-soaked
Those lunatic eyes, that hungry knife
Ah, I see, sir, I have you attention!
Well, it be?
How I've asked that question
Well, then in succession
We had babies, one, two,
We them Hilda, Hattie and Holly
were their mother's children
Their were bright blue jewels
And they were quiet as a
was no laughter in the house
No, not from Hilda, or Holly
"No wonder," people said, "poor mother so melancholy"
Well, one night there came a visitor to our home
I was a sick friend
I was a doctor
Joy and the girls on their own
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Joy had been bound with tape
In her a gag
She'd been repeatedly
And into a sleeping bag
In their very cots my were robbed of their lives
Method of murder much the as my wife's
Method of murder much the same as my
It was midnight when I arrived
Said to the on the telephone
Someone's taken innocent lives
never caught the man
He's on the loose
It seems he has done many many
Quotes John Milton on the walls in the victim's
The police are investigating at tremendous
In my he wrote, "Red right hand"
That, I'm told, is from Lost
The wind round gets wicked cold
But my is nearly told
I fear the morning will quite a frost
So left my home
I drift land to land
I am upon step and you are a family man
Outside the wheel
The howl, the serpents hiss
And to extend this favour, friend
Would be the sum of earthly
Do you reckon me a
The sun to me is
And silent as the
Do you, sir, a room?
Are you me in?
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