Luyện nghe bài hát Song of Joy

Have on me, sir
Allow me to on you
I have no place to
And my bones are right through
I tell you a story
Of a man and his
And I swear it is true
Ten ago I met a girl named joy
She was a sweet and happy
Her eyes were bright blue
And we were in the spring
I had no idea what happiness and little could bring
Or life had in store
But all move toward their end
All things toward their their end
On you can be sure
La la la la la la la la la la
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Then one morning I awoke to her weeping
And for many days to
She so sad and lonely
Became joy in only
Within her breast there launched an sorrow
And a and grim force set sail
* farewell fields *
* where joy forever *
* horrors hail *
Was it an act of contrition or some premonition
As if she saw the heart of her final blood-soaked

Those lunatic eyes, hungry kitchen knife
Ah, I see sir, that I have attention!
Well, it be?
How often I've asked that
Well, then in succession
We had babies, one, two,
We called them hilda, and holly
were their mother's children
Their eyes were blue jewels
And they were as a mouse
was no laughter in the house
No, not from hilda, hattie or
No wonder, people said, mother
so melancholy
Well, one there came a visitor to our little home
I was a sick friend
I was a then
Joy and the were on their own
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Joy had been with electrical tape
In her a gag
She'd been repeatedly
And stuffed into a bag
In their very cots my girls were of their lives
Method of murder much the as my wife's
Method of murder much the same as my
It was when I arrived home
to the police on the telephone
Someone's taken four innocent
They caught the man
still on the loose
It seems he has done many many
Quotes john on the walls in the victim's blood
The police are at tremendous cost
In my house he wrote * his red hand *
That, I'm told is from lost
The wind round here gets cold
But my is nearly told
I fear the morning will bring a frost
And so left my home
I from land to land
I am your step and you are a family man
Outside the vultures
The wolves howl, the hiss
And to this small favour, friend
Would be the sum of bliss
Do you me a friend?
* the sun to me is *
* and as the moon *
Do you, sir, have a
Are you me in?
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la

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