Luyện nghe bài hát Song Of Joy

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

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 and happy thing
Her eyes were bright blue
And we were in the spring

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

Then one I awoke to find her weeping
And for many to follow
She so sad and lonely
Became Joy in only
her breast
There launched an unnamed
And a dark and grim force set

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

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

Well, it be?
How often asked that question
Well, then in succession
We had babies, one, two,

We called them Hilda, and Holly
They were their children
eyes were bright blue jewels
And they quiet as a mouse

was no laughter in the house
No, not for Hilda, or Holly
"No wonder", people
"Poor Joy's so melancholy"

Well, one night there came a visitor to our little
I was visiting a sick
I was a then
Joy and the girls were on own

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

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

It was when I arrived home
Said to the police on the
Someone's taken four innocent
They never the man
still on the loose

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

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

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

the vultures wheel
The howl, the serpents hiss
And to extend this favor, friend
Would be the sum of bliss
Do you me a friend?

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