Luyện nghe bài hát Song Of Joy

Have on me, sir
me to impose on you
I no place to stay
And my bones are cold through
I will tell you a
Of a man and his
And I that it is true
Ten ago I met a girl named Joy
She was a and happy thing
Her eyes were bright blue
And we married in the spring
I had no idea what happiness a little love could
Or what had in store
But all things move their end
On that you can be
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Then one I awoke to find her weeping
And for many to follow
She grew so sad and
Joy in only name
Within her there launched an unnamed sorrow
And a dark and force set sail
happy fields
Where joy forever
horrors 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 kitchen knife
Ah, I see, sir, I have you attention!
Well, it be?
How often asked that question
Well, in quick succession
We had babies, one, two,
We called them Hilda, Hattie and
They were their mother's
Their eyes bright blue jewels
And were 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 there a visitor to our little home
I was visiting a sick
I was a doctor
Joy and the girls were on own
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Joy had bound with electrical tape
In her a gag
been stabbed repeatedly
And into a sleeping bag
In their very my girls were robbed of their lives
of murder much the same as my wife's
Method of much the same as my wife's
It was midnight I arrived home
Said to the on the telephone
Someone's taken four lives
They never the man
He's still on the
It seems he has done many many
John Milton 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 Paradise Lost
The wind round gets wicked cold
But my is nearly told
I fear the morning will bring a frost
So left my home
I drift land to land
I am your step and you are a family man
Outside the vultures
The wolves howl, the serpents
And to extend this small favour,
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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