Luyện nghe bài hát Song Of Joy

Have on me, sir
me to impose on you
I have no to stay
And my are cold right through

I tell you a story
Of a man and his
And I swear that it is

Ten years ago I met a named Joy
She was a sweet and thing
Her eyes were bright jewels
And we were married in the

I had no idea happiness
And love could bring
Or life had in store
But all things move toward end
All things toward their end
On you can be sure
Hit it

Then one morning I awoke to find her
And for many to follow
She grew so sad and
Became Joy in name
her breast
There an unnamed sorrow
And a and grim force set sail

Farewell fields
joy forever dwells
Hail hail
Was it an act of
Or some awful

As if she saw the heart
Of her blood-soaked night
Those lunatic eyes, hungry kitchen knife
Ah I see sir, that I have attention!

Well, it be?
How often I've that question
Well, in quick succession
We had babies, one, two,

We them Hilda, Hattie and Holly
They their mother's children
Their eyes were bright blue
And they quiet as a mouse

There was no laughter in the
No, not for Hilda, Hattie or
"No wonder", said
"Poor mother so melancholy"

Well, one night there a visitor to our little home
I was visiting a friend
I was a then
Joy and the were on their own

Joy had been bound electrical tape
In her a gag
She'd stabbed repeatedly
And stuffed a sleeping bag

In their very cots my girls 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 when I arrived
Said to the on the telephone
Someone's taken four innocent
They caught the man
He's on the loose

It seems he has done many many
Quotes John Milton on the walls in the blood
The are investigating at tremendous cost
In my he wrote, "His red right hand"

That, I'm is from Paradise Lost
The wind here gets wicked cold
But my is nearly told
I fear the will bring quite a frost

So I've my home
I drift land to land
I am upon step
And you are a man

Outside the wheel
The howl, the serpents hiss
And to extend this favor, friend
be the sum of earthly bliss
Do you reckon me a

The sun to me is
And silent as the
Do you, sir, a room?
Are you me in?