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 right through

I will you a story
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 jewels
And we were in the spring

I had no what happiness
And little could bring
Or what life had in
But all things toward their end
All things move their end
On that you can be
Hit it

Then one morning I to find her weeping
And for days to follow
She so sad and lonely
Became Joy in name
Within her
launched an unnamed sorrow
And a dark and force set sail

Farewell happy
joy forever dwells
Hail hail
Was it an act of
Or some premonition

As if she saw into the
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 asked question
Well, in quick succession
We had babies, one, two,

We called Hilda, Hattie and Holly
They were mother's children
eyes were bright blue jewels
And they were quiet as a

There was no in the house
No, not for Hilda, or Holly
"No wonder", people
"Poor mother so melancholy"

Well, one night there came a visitor to our home
I was visiting a friend
I was a doctor
Joy and the girls were on own

Joy had been bound with tape
In her a gag
been stabbed repeatedly
And into a sleeping bag

In their very my girls were robbed of their lives
Method of murder much the as my wife's
of murder much the same as my wife's

It was midnight when I arrived
to the police on the telephone
Someone's four innocent lives
They never the man
He's still on the

It seems he has done many more
Quotes Milton on the walls in the victim's blood
The police are investigating at cost
In my house he wrote, "His red hand"

That, I'm told is Paradise Lost
The round here gets wicked cold
But my story is nearly
I fear the morning bring quite a frost

So left my home
I drift from land to
I am your step
And you are a man

Outside the vultures
The howl, the serpents hiss
And to extend this small favor,
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?