Luyện nghe bài hát Song Of Joy

Have on me, sir
Allow me to on you
I no place to stay
And my bones are cold right
I will you a story
Of a man and his
And I swear it is true
Ten years ago I met a girl Joy
She was a sweet and happy
Her eyes bright blue jewels
And we married in the spring
I had no what happiness a little love could bring
Or what had in store
But all move toward their end
On you can be sure
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Then one I awoke to find her weeping
And for many days to
She grew so sad and
Joy in only name
Within her breast there an unnamed sorrow
And a dark and force set sail
happy fields
Where joy dwells
Hail horrors
Was it an act of contrition or some premonition
As if she saw the heart of her final blood-soaked night
Those lunatic eyes, hungry kitchen knife
Ah, I see, sir, I have you attention!
Well, it be?
How often I've asked question
Well, then in quick
We had babies, one, two,
We them Hilda, Hattie and Holly
They were mother's children
Their eyes bright blue jewels
And they quiet as a mouse
There was no laughter in the
No, not Hilda, Hattie or Holly
"No wonder," people said, "poor Joy's so melancholy"
Well, one night came a visitor to our little home
I was visiting a friend
I was a doctor
Joy and the girls on their own
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Joy had bound with electrical tape
In her a gag
been stabbed repeatedly
And stuffed a sleeping bag
In their very cots my girls robbed of their lives
Method of murder the same as my wife's
Method of much the same as my wife's
It was midnight when I arrived
Said to the police on the
Someone's taken innocent lives
They never the man
He's on the loose
It seems he has many many more
Quotes John on the walls in the victim's blood
The police are investigating at tremendous
In my house he wrote, "Red hand"
That, I'm told, is from Paradise
The wind here gets wicked cold
But my story is told
I fear the morning will bring quite a
So I've my home
I drift from to land
I am upon step and you are a family man
Outside the vultures
The howl, the serpents hiss
And to extend small favour, friend
Would be the sum of bliss
Do you me a friend?
The sun to me is
And silent as the
Do you, sir, a room?
Are you me in?
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