Luyện nghe bài hát Song of Joy

Have on me, sir
me to impose on you
I no place to stay
And my are cold right through
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 were bright blue jewels
And we married in the spring
I had no idea happiness and little love could bring
Or what had in store
But all things toward their end
All things move toward their end
On that you can be
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Then one morning I awoke to her weeping
And for days to follow
She grew so sad and
joy in name only
Within her breast there launched an sorrow
And a dark and grim force set
* happy fields *
* where joy forever *
* horrors hail *
Was it an act of contrition or some premonition
As if she saw into the heart of her final

Those lunatic eyes, that hungry knife
Ah, I see sir, that I have attention!
Well, it be?
How I've asked that question
Well, then in succession
We had babies, one, two,
We called them hilda, and holly
They were mother's children
Their were bright blue jewels
And they were quiet as a
There was no in the house
No, not hilda, hattie or holly
No wonder, said, poor mother
so melancholy
Well, one night there came a visitor to our little
I was a sick friend
I was a doctor
Joy and the girls were on own
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Joy had been with electrical tape
In her a gag
She'd stabbed repeatedly
And into a sleeping bag
In their very my girls were robbed of their lives
Method of murder much the same as my
Method of much the same as my wife's
It was midnight when I arrived
to the police on the telephone
Someone's taken innocent lives
They caught the man
He's on the loose
It seems he has done many more
Quotes john milton on the walls in the blood
The police are at tremendous cost
In my house he wrote * his red hand *
That, I'm told is paradise lost
The wind round here wicked cold
But my story is told
I fear the morning will bring a frost
And so left my home
I drift from land to
I am upon your and you are a family man
the vultures wheel
The howl, the serpents hiss
And to extend small favour, friend
be the sum of earthly bliss
Do you reckon me a
* the sun to me is *
* and as the moon *
Do you, sir, a room?
Are you me in?
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Note: lines between by john milton