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 will you a story
Of a man and his
And I swear it is true

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

I had no what happiness
And little could bring
Or life had in store
But all things toward their 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 dark and grim set sail

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

As if she saw the heart
Of her blood-soaked night
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 them Hilda, Hattie and Holly
were their mother's children
Their were bright blue jewels
And were quiet as a mouse

There was no in the house
No, not for Hilda, Hattie or
"No wonder", said
"Poor Joy's so melancholy"

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

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

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

It was midnight I arrived home
Said to the on the telephone
Someone's taken four lives
They never the man
He's still on the

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

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

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

the vultures wheel
The wolves howl, the hiss
And to extend small 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?