Luyện nghe bài hát Song Of Joy

Have on me, sir
Allow me to on you
I have no 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 named Joy
She was a sweet and thing
Her eyes were blue jewels
And we married in the spring
I had no idea happiness a little love could bring
Or what had in store
But all things move toward end
On you can be sure
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one morning I awoke to find her weeping
And for many to follow
She so sad and lonely
Joy in only name
Within her breast there an unnamed sorrow
And a dark and grim force set
Farewell happy
Where joy dwells
Hail horrors
Was it an act of contrition or awful premonition
As if she saw into the heart of her blood-soaked night
Those eyes, that hungry kitchen knife
Ah, I see, sir, that I you attention!
Well, it be?
How often I've that question
Well, then in quick
We had babies, one, two,
We called them Hilda, and Holly
They their mother's children
Their were bright blue jewels
And were quiet as a mouse
There was no in the house
No, not from Hilda, Hattie or
"No wonder," said, "poor mother Joy's so melancholy"
Well, one night there a visitor to our little home
I was visiting a friend
I was a then
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 girls were robbed of lives
Method of murder much the same as my
of murder much the same as my wife's
It was midnight I arrived home
to the police on the telephone
Someone's taken four innocent
They never the man
still on the loose
It seems he has done many more
Quotes John Milton on the walls in the victim's
The police are investigating at cost
In my house he wrote, "Red hand"
That, I'm told, is from Lost
The round here gets wicked cold
But my is nearly told
I fear the morning bring quite a frost
So I've my home
I from land to land
I am upon step and you are a family man
the vultures wheel
The howl, the serpents hiss
And to extend this favour, friend
Would be the sum of bliss
Do you reckon me a
The sun to me is
And silent as the
Do you, sir, have a
Are you me in?
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